The Maanga

From the Hindu:  

Squirming uncomfortably under his penetrating gaze, she wishes she could forget how their last meeting had ended. The tall glasses of lassi, the rice fields, the bullock-cart ride… Her rushing away in that ridiculously pink sari, clasping her laptop and failed power-point presentation. Swaminathan, IT multi-millionaire and international playboy, glares at her arrogantly, his jet black eyes lingering over Ponnulakshmi’s slim-fit jeans. “Amma will never approve,” he thinks, “Thank goodness Madurai Maama has found me a nice homely girl in his sister’s brother- in-law’s niece.”

Mills & Boons for tamilians are here. But with tall glasses of Lassi?