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“It’s 2 AM, and I’m cursing your name.” That’s the way I loved you. “Your son plays really well.” Ajabdeh stood at the boundary of the school ground, where the stands were, cheering on as Amar batted. It was a Sunday school match, and Ajabdeh made sure she did not miss cheering her baby. But the sound of the voice that made her turn her head away from Amar was coming from a man in his forties, a good few years older than her, with strands of grey visible in his hair and beard. He put his hand in his jeans pocket, as Ajabdeh noticed the expensive watch and brand of his T-shirt. She knew the kinds of fathers who loitered around single mothers. She had encountered quite a few. Away from their wives, with the excuse of their kids, they hit on other women. She nodded with a polite smile and concentrated back on the game as he loitered around. “Mine is the wicketkeeper,” he pointed. Ajabdeh looked surprised. “Oh, you are Vihaan’s dad?” She had heard about Amar’s new friend, Vihaan, who sat i...
Maybe this is wishful thinking, probably mindless dreaming, but if we loved again, I swear I'd love you right. ~ Back to December Pratap was working late in his office when Shakti knocked. He eyed the watch briefly to see it was well past nine when Shakti peeped in. “I’m going home, so I wondered…” “ I’m in the middle of something. Why are you still here?” Pratap rebuked him. “Heer would be waiting for you. It’s not good to make her wait now.” “She is at her mother’s place.” Shakti smiled a little faintly at his worry as Pratap nodded and looked away. “Umm…” Shakti stood at the door as Pratap went back to work and stopped typing. “Is there anything else?” Pratap enquired. “Maasa was… umm… in Udaipur with Ranima yesterday.” Shakti eyed his brother, sighing with a nod. “It was not wise to leave Heer alone, more so for you.” “Chote Papa was here.” Shakti shrugged, putting his hands in his pockets. “He did not go.” Pratap looked up at him. “Why?” He asked as Shakti shrugge...
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