Ananya’s mouth fell open. She alternated her glance between the panel and
me. “Krish,’ she said. She tried hard but a tear slipped out of her carefully eye-
lined eyes.
‘Everything OK?’ one panel member asked as he noticed Ananya’s
restlessness. ‘It’s not bad news, I hope.’
Ananya shook her head as she took a sip from the glass of water in front of
her. ‘No, it’s not bad news at all. It’s good.’
‘Ananya,’ I whispered again. My knees hurt as they rubbed against the rough
classroom floor.
‘What now?’
‘Is that a yes? Will you be with me, always?’ I asked.
She tightened her lips to hide a laugh. ‘Yes, you idiot. I will be with you. Just
not right now. So, go!’
nora
(Nora)
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