Raj? (In mild annoyance)
Yes Princess?
Its a Sunday baby. Why do you have to answer all the calls on your phone?
This is my personal phone babe. I don't have too many people calling on this one.
Agreed. But this is the third time you are walking out of the room with your phone. It annoys me.
I am sorry Princess. But I will have to take all the calls.
Raj..%#$@@**.(Major Annoyance)
---Silence-----
Princess?
What??
Do you remember Anju?
That girl who went for a divorce?
Yes
What about her?
Two years ago, on one such Sunday, she had given me a call. I was surprised to see her call, since, we were not really thick.
Hmm.. what happened? Did she want to marry you or what?
At first there was a lot of silence on the other side. I thought that her kid had dialed out accidentally. And then I plugged my other ear and said Hello again. I felt as if I could hear a sob, and then a whisper. I did not disconnect the call. I just told her that I know something is not right. I told her that I will hear her ou…
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This night seemed like it didn't turn out so well for the speaker of this poem!
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