A Thappad of Another Kind- Tiny Tale

A Thappad of Another Kind

“Your red color lipstick brightens up my day,” her senior manager lewdly and lecherously remarked.
“Thanks, sir! will call Bhabhiji to give her your preferred shade number. Am sure she’ll be glad to know!” she said, meeting his eye.

Visibly discomfited, he lowered his gaze.

Was there a thappad? yes, of another kind.`The corporate kind’.

photo by Etienne Giradet Unsplash

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