Last Friday afternoon at Vizag airport, Anu had to leave for Hyderabad, and she is almost at the disappearing end of the departure gate, looking at the crestfallen me. Her absence would kill me. She knew it. I felt as if my LAD artery was 100% blocked. I still carry her last words, “Be a good boy.” I tried to sway my head. But the tear film in my eyes h…
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