It's my fourth cigarette of seventh box. I know I know I'm overdoing it, but i can't help it. Meera was my everything. I loved her like no one else.
First week - This can't be happening.
Second week - How could this happen?
Third week - I can't cope with what happened.
Fourth week - I give up.
The door opens and Maa comes in. I don't even bother hiding the cigarette, "Akshay, beta, you can't live like this."
"I can't seem to come with other plan."
"Why don't you try going out with your friends?"
"Meera was my friend." I crack.
"Madam, madam," Shanti, my maid, OK our maid calls Maa.
"Yes Shanti, what's the matter?" Maa asks.
"Some policemen here, come to see Akshay babu."
"What?" Me and Maa say in unison.
We rush downstairs.
The policeman grabs me by my hair, "What is this behaviour?" Maa cries.
"The girl who committed suicide was pregnant. Your son is only sexual partner that we've come across. We are taking him under custody.
"NO, you must talk to my husband first. Akshay could never do this," Maa cries.
His grip on my hair tightens, "You are questioning our investigation?"
"Sir, I've-, we've never done it," I say.
"We'll see about that."
"Shinde, start the car. You come with me spoiled brat!"
"Maa!" I scream, fearful.
"I'll find a way out", she answers.
"But Maa, I'm innocent!" I cried.
Maa bursts into tears.
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Kiss Of Life
Romance'A' is the definition of a delinquent. He's naughty beyond repair, always running into one trouble and another. And one trouble he ran into was love. Love for a girl who isn't reciprocating, for a girl who isn't sure about things, who believes in li...
