The other day Simran came to me complaining
about my brother Ishan. Simran and Ishan have been going around for some time
now. She did not like the way Ishan would drag her to every place he had to go
- be it a boy’s meet, an appointment with some doctor, something to buy
urgently, or a casual evening walk… The list was endless. “If it was in his
hands, he would take me to his office also,” she said. I remember once when we
had gone for a family dinner, he sneaked off to give her a quick "I miss
you" phone call. After a momentary thought, I held
her hands and said, “its only because he can’t get you off his mind. You are
lucky to have him. Cherish him.” She understood what I meant.
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