Writing to me was purely coincidence. it all started during my college days. My first year away from family sharing my room with a friend who would turn up to be with me forever.

This was the year 2002. When we use letter and STD for phone calls the mobile phone were yet not a thing. My room mate was in deeply in love a girl from his hometown Delhi. School romance that too one sided. They were good friends but none of then had courage to speak their heart. Everyday right after the collage my friend use to call Delhi and speak to her for hours without thinking that he is burning his pocket money. Later after dinner he would just pour his heart out to me about this girl and the various topics they had conversation on. This was like a daily routine. And I had no girlfriend so I ended up listening to his stories as I had no other choice.

Gradually I could feel the...