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“I would stay forever if you say Don’t go.” - Say Don’t Go. “I heard you seem to have quite some jamming sessions,” Pratap said as Jalal slurped at his drink and nodded. They were at a city pub for a friend’s bachelor’s party and caught a corner seat to catch up. “You are welcome to join.” Jalal shrugged as Pratap shook his head. “We are trying something new where we stay out of each other’s spaces.” “Is that working?” Jalal asked as Pratap narrowed his brows. “Why? Did she say it wasn’t?” He asked suspiciously. “She doesn’t really… talk about you two…” Jalal lied with a shrug. “It’s personal, right?” “Yeah, well…” Pratap sighed. “She accused me of enabling Dad against her. Like it’s some kind of vendetta over work…” He shrugged. “So, you tell me if we are fine?” “Are you regretting… you know…” Jalal asked as Pratap shook his head. “You wish… but no.” Jalal frowned at his choice of words. “Excuse me?” Jalal emphasised. “What do you mean, you wish?” “Oh, nothing. It was a joke.” Pratap ...
“So casually cruel in the name of being Honest. ” - All Too Well. “How many times have I told you not to open the window?” Ajabdeh eyed Pratap, who was sitting on the edge of the bed in his boxers, as she rolled over and drew the blanket over her body. The sunlight flooded the hotel room as the sound of waves crashing and the cars on Marine Drive filled the quiet room. “The fresh air is good.” Pratap shrugged. Ajabdeh sighed, running her finger through her messy hair. “It’s morning and the sunshine…” He eyed her. “We just reconciled, do you want to pick a fight again?” Ajabdeh frowned as she could barely open her eyes in the sunshine that hit her face. Pratap shook his head and closed the window. The room became quiet again, as he stood there for a while, watching the crowd gather at the Gateway of India for the weekend and the tiny boats on the horizon. “Did we reconcile?” He asked, glancing over his shoulder at her sleepy face. “I just remember spending two days in this room...
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