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Amol tried to reason it out with
Parikrama. “Pari, just wait a minute. Are you ready to throw away your
relationship with Pranay, just for some stupid misunderstanding? I’m not ready
to see both of you so miserable and vengeful. If you act spitefully, you’ll be
cutting off your nose to spite your face! This is what I’ll tell Pranay too, if
you want me to, that is! The ball is entirely in your court, Pari. I’ll not
interfere if you don’t want me to. But I really do feel that you mustn’t give
up so easily. It’ll only mean that Samidha’s win has been a cakewalk! Do you
want her to win? Where’s your fighting spirit?”
Slowly Parikrama said, “You’re
right Amol. I will not give up. Thanks for your support. You may do whatever
you feel is right for both of us. I know that I can trust you.”
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“Hi Pranay. This is Pooja. How are
you? How’s your job? Hectic?”
As Pooja’s sweet and chirpy voice
rang down the line, Pranay, who was used to hearing Parikrama’s melodious but
firm tone on the receiver, said, “Fine, thank you. Hope all is well at your end
too.”
He was already missing the lively
banter with Pari. He couldn’t be his usual self with Pooja as he barely knew
her. He had just seen her photos on Facebook. She appeared young and beautiful.
That’s all. He didn’t feel connected to her! Hence he had to hold these inane
‘shop-talk’ conversations with her, at his wits’ end, figuring out what to say
to her next! He just couldn’t easily converse with her.
The copyright of this story is with Mrs. Priya Ramesh Swaminathan.
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