Love. Siya never thought that one day she would love someone so passionately, so fearlessly that she would allow a man to kiss her. It was so magical for her, when his lips brushed her forehead, kissing her with respect and in love. She didn't care that Sahib's house had no door, she didn't care if people saw her in his house at such hour of darkness. She cared about nothing but him. Only him. All her way home, the smile was persistent on her face and her cheeks were red as she could still feel him on her. All over her.
Siya draped her dupatta (scarf) securely around her blouse, her eyes had a thick layer of kohl. Her hair braided on the side. Today was a special day. Today was the day, Siya had to break Mamta's wedding with the landlord and make sure the landlord gets the punishment he
