Chapter 26Unto a broken heart
No other one may go
‘Without the high-prerogative.
Itself hath suffered too.
— ‘Unto a ‘Broken Heart’ by Emily ‘Dickinson
It was a lazy Sunday evening. Abhi and Aashi had spent the last two hours enjoying the sun from the roof of Abhi’s house. It was still only four in the evening. But the sun already looked tired and spent out as it rushed to its night quarters, pulling its drowsy light up from the earth and encouraging the shadows to stretch themselves into a comfortable ease.
‘Here’s your tea,’ Abhi said as he put a cup in Aashi’s hand. ‘You are feeling sleepy, this will wake you up.’
‘Me? No, I’m not at all sleepy,’ she claimed, breaking out into a big yawn the very next moment. ‘It’s a lovely weather today, isn’t it?’ she added soon and lifted her
