Non-erotic Dawn at Midnight By Pinuram - {Completed}

[usaiha2]

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One night after dinner, I was in the drawing room watching TV.

I overheard some conversation which I could not understand that time.

Babu---“What can we do, she is definitely contacting someone.”

ChotoMa---“This is really disgusting. How can she contact?”

Babu---“Probably she hasn’t contacted. I once checked her mobile but there was no international call.”

ChotoMa---“Then what is the meaning of all these?”

Babu---“I fail to understand as what are these.”

ChotoMa---“Better we don’t talk about this. But where is he currently? He called a year ago.”

Babu---“Hmmm… I know, but after that he has not called. Neither on the landline nor on her mobile.”

ChotoMa---“Should we ask Paree?”

Babu---“No, have you gone mad. Let that be, between us only.”

ChotoMa---“But I miss my son, same time I can’t leave her also as I have given word to her mother.”

Only thing that I could fathom from that conversation that he had not contacted me on mobile neither on the landline. There was a big question that crept in my brain “What was he doing? How was he? Has he forgotten that his love is waiting for him?”

Every passing day, the ray of hope faded inside my heart. I tried to pour oil in the lamp to keep the flame burning, every moment.

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