Chapter 6

Anjali stepped into ISI Delhi campus, and as she was entering, she saw someone limping at a distance. A close view revealed a face she knew very well. She had been in love with him. They had been so deeply involved with one another. Until he started behaving weirdly. Until he became a cheap ass. Until he lost his senses. She still remembered every aspect of his, his hair, always with a middle style partition, his style, he used to talk non-stop, but very sweetly, his choice of word was ever enchanting, his eyes, dark blue and captivating, but one thing was changed, hugely. The face. The clean shaven, chocolate boy face was now replaced by a face of a scary gangster. Or atleast it seemed that way. He now had a pretty long beard, and that was not how she’d known him. He once hated having beards. As she kept thinking, Vinay came closer, and closer, with that charming smile of his. How many times had that made her melt, she had lost count. It had been a long time. Five years.. She had once gone to the asylum to check his condition, and at that point of time, he wasn’t too normal. He was screaming and shouting as he was when he was admitted in there. Now he seemed much more dignified and normal, much to Anjali’s relief. As Vinay approached her, she saw Rahul standing at a distance, smiling at her, and she started screaming at him hysterically. She cursed him, abused him in all ways possible, and started crying. At this, Rahul thought he shouldn’t be paining her any more, and just walked in.

Vinay and Anjali kept talking in the ISI canteen for around twenty minutes. He had not lost the charm in his voice. She was reminded of Johnny Fontane of the Godfather, who in spite of acquiring throat cancer, maintained the same charm in his voice. As they were chatting, Shreyas walked into the canteen, and got a Pepsi. He acted as if he didn’t notice Anjali. She went up to him and tried to drag him into a chat. But he was not interested. She tried persuading him, but he wouldn’t talk. It was very evident that he was in a lot of pain. At this juncture, Vinay got a call. He left the room to attend the call. Then Anjali took out her MIT application letter. It read, in the address area,

Mr.Shreyas.S,
75, Sampige Road,
Malleswaram.