" Did it happen?"

...And then she went on talking, talking about each and every incident when we met, about Aadhi’s birth, the vacation reunions, and all the while she talked with pure emotion, the addicted- dumb teenager in me failed to capture the true sentiments from her stories.

But I realized something, that Priyanka had always seen me as a brother., that I had a slim chance to bore fruitful results to my advances towards her. At some points, I visualised the incidents from my own experiences living it, and then I started observing it from the fresh perspective presented by her., and it touched me. I mistook her sisterly care for unconditional love, and took for granted that it could work out ,referring to the thousands of cheap soft-core erotic plots around familial relations.

I tried to appear as if I had genuine interest hearing her pouring out her heart into me, and it was very difficult to fake it. I cursed the very moment I persuaded her to confide her story. What I expected was honestly the story around a workaholic older spouse who neglects his...