Keshav one handsome guy always smiling looses his entire life breaking up with his childhood best friend and love of his life.
He fears expressing his feelings and never admits Anamica as his girlfriend.
Lovelorn and lost he looses himself to depre...
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"Anamica Pleasee Eat. We have a long way to go." He said and pushed the plate towards me. "How come I become "Aaloo" yesterday and "Anamica" today ?", I asked.
He sighed and went away. Minutes later Manoj came inside the tent and brought hot Maggie. If it were some other day I would have attacked 4 more such Maggie plates but today I was in no mood to chastity my taste buds. I was wanting answers,
I was wanting Keshav to to talk about that dreadful night when we broke up. If he loved me why did he push me away ? Why did he threw me away as though I was ugliest to such an extent that I couldn't turn him on inspite of living under same roof for 4 god damn years ?
"Keshav said you are suffering from a stomach ache and don't wanna eat food. I got some noodles for you. Come lets eat ?" , Manoj asked and placed the plate on my lap. I spoke nothing and started to eat.
No matter how much I tried I could never talk to other people. I could never express even an inch of myself, I could never cry or laugh for anything around anybody in life.
"You should talk to Keshav Anu, He has fever and has not eaten anything since morning. Although he is your past but he has changed drastically. When my wife left I was broken too. I can understand how much he is going though. You were friends and you can still be.", He said and placed his hand on my shoulder.
"Hmm", I said and nibbled more noodles to shut my mouth.
"Anu, Why don't you ever talk to me about how you feel ? We are going to get married. Do you feel nothing ?",he asked and cupped my face.
I hated everytime he tried to touch me and comfort me. I never felt comfortable. I never wanted to reciprocate although he was one of the best people I ever met. If someone else was at my place they would have felt gratitude for having somebody like him in life.
"Yeah", I said and looked away. I went to Keshav's tent and checked his temperature. He really did have fever. I ran my fingers in his hair but he took my hand and placed it near his chest and smiled. I had tears in my eyes . I sobbed . "Don't cry Anamica", he said and wiped tears from my eyes.
He gave me his camera and showed my pictures he took on Lakshman Jhula. Manoj came to the tent. I showed him his pictures on camera.
"Wow Champ !! Lovely clicks you took. You should actually be a professional photographer", He said and hugged Keshav sideways. "Thanks bro", Keshav said and stood from his bed. We played tambola , danced and got drunk. Everybody started singing songs.
"Anu, Why don't you sing ?", Mikesh asked. "Anamica sings ?", Manoj asked. "Don't you know that ?", Payal asked looking surprisingly at Manoj. "She never did when we were together ever and ever.", He said and made a confused face.
