It was a Sunday. Suhasini accompanied by Sudha had brought Madhavi to the park. The day was bright, weather pleasant and warm but to Suhasini the day stretched ahead was insufferable. Nihaal had left early in the morning to give Mr. Thakur a grand tour of the tea gardens and then there was business to be discussed. Nihaal won’t return home until late in the night which meant only one thing – no kiss tonight!
Suhasini sat with a book in her hand but her attention was elsewhere. It was not just the kiss that she will miss, she’ll miss Nihaal’s company and his conversation. She listlessly opened the book in hand and thought, ‘when did Nihaal become such an important part of her life?’ She stared at the book, not reading even a single word and wondered, ‘she was not the same woman who alighte
