Ira was not feeling guilty being caressed by another man. He was an old friend she had always liked. He might become her soul mate with time, who knows!
The husband had blasted her with the fact that he liked another man. After six months of marriage.
Ira felt her friend come closer, wanting to make a move. She too was aroused, by the scent of his presence.
Something metallic fell off the inside pocket of his jacket with a clang as he pondered over.
Ira picked it up. It was her husband’s silver tie-pin.
She had lost track of the cheat sheet. The vicious cycle was up and running.
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Mimi was gazing through her office window towards a lip-smacking summer sunset in Calcutta. She was ruing over her date planned with Soham that evening beside the Ganges. It had to be cancelled.
Her baba had called to come back home early. Being over-possessive, he disapproved of every guy she dated. Ma, had expired.
Soham hadn’t been able to impress baba the few times they met, despite Mimi hoping otherwise.
There was a power cut in the area as she approached home dejectedly. Entering inside with her set of keys she found them both, her baba and beau prattling along over tea and samosas.
She loved summer now, more than ever.
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