He was not her boyfriend. She was not his girlfriend. They were not lovers but loved each other. She was his ‘Watson’ to his ‘Sherlock’ and he was her ‘Ajit’ to her ‘Byomkesh’.
She kills every year. It’s a prize to her great grand-father. She feels all of them are connected “Jack the ripper”and “Edmund Kemper-the co-ed killer”.
One day my mother-in-law stole into my room. She told me that she wanted a boy child and since she could have only one grand-child, I should take care of it.
Today I’ll be getting married to my best fried Sneh. This is perhaps the most memorable day of my life. Certainly”All’s well that ends well”.
She will leave this home as one day I had left my parents’ for my married life.I will become lonely again.But I also need to accept the truth,the laws of life.
So I have decided to tell you the truth.I left you because I loved you.Yes the truth haunts me still.But once you had told me that love is sacrifice.