‘Hey’ she said as he saw him coming, and gave him a light hug.
‘It’s been a long time’ he said.
‘Yeah, sit, you look very weak’ she asked.
‘Yeah I am a little.’
‘Your cap looks good’
‘Well I had a little hair loss that’s why.’
They talked for a few minutes about college days and as he thought he should say what he has to, she stood up.
‘Ok Ravi, I would be leaving’ she said.
‘Kavita, I have cancer.’
‘Last stage.’ He paused and looked into her eyes. ‘I would live for not more than a month.’
‘Docs insist I stay in the hospital but I feel irritated by that place.’
‘Oh, you should stay there if they say so.’ She sat down.
‘Well I was thinking . . .’
‘If I could spend the rest of my time with you?’
‘You can come over to my place and . . .’
‘And what will we be doing?’
‘In mornings you go to work, in evenings, we will spend time together, and talk, and roam about.’
‘Are you crazy?’
’No tell me, are you mentally retarded?’
’See...we were friends... I thought..’
’What friends, one talks to you for two days and you morons just climb up the sleeves?’
’I thought. . .’, his throat was heavy.
‘Shut up, just shut your foul mouth, I already have a boyfriend, and you know that.’
’I won't even touch you, I swear.’
‘I’ll cook for you.’
’Oh? What else?’
’I’ll bring flowers for you, and put them in your hair.’
’ha ha ha !’
’We will talk all day.’ His eyes were red with tears
’Get lost moron.’
She stood up and started to walk, he caught her hand.
‘Kavita, wait . . .’
She slapped him on his face.
‘Why don’t you commit suicide today, you are going to die anyways.’ She walked away.
The sun was out and the fog was disseminating. Teary eyed, he saw her walking away, he believed she was right, he knew what he had to do now.
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