It was a regular day at the D.Y.Patil Pimpri hostel, or so I thought. I was coming down the stairs, probably in my oversized tee and partially broken trademark chappals, when this girl, walking up the steps like she already owned the place, asked what I was studying.
“Comp,” I replied. And in that split second, with all the conviction in the world, she heard “B.Com.” She blinked and thought in her head, “This girl really came all the way here from Jamshedpur for B.Com?!” I got to know this much later, of course.
Meenal’s eyeballs popped out in shock. There was no mistake! She was indeed face-to-face with her past. But, how was this possible? Was she hallucinating? A flurry of memories attacked her vision and it all went pitch dark.She opened her eyes and found herself wrapped in a gentle embrace.
“You promised to be with me all my life Meenal. I just helped you keep it.”, muttered Rubina with a menacing laughter.
Meenal found herself entombed at the same spot where she had buried Rubina months back to get rid of her for Akash. It was pitch dark again.
