I pretended to be all ok for one week...
With Sagen in mind, I wake up in the morning, and with him, in my mind, I go to sleep!
We only talk when his call comes. Mostly I miss them to pick up as being in class, and when I call him to return he doesn't respond.
Msg I reply, and he replies...just time matters...

Madhu asked me many times" All ok" and I replied yes.
I was tossed into poetry and fiction. Nothing gives me pleasure apart from reading books, and music. From first year to second went how I had no idea.
I remember days of Sagen, how happy he was when I got distinction in subject, he was soon happy... On my scholarship. Ufff... This Sagen virus...!

My room became dirty as I don't clean up like before.
I don't wish to eat food. Like some ghost caught up in me, I sit inside my room and keep looking at my pink wall, and bookshelf, evening set of the sun fills my eyes with tears.
No interest in anything.
When I look at the sky. I feel it's like Sagen... Deep in his thoughts only speak when it's too hard to handle pain... Then burst and rain!

I kept bonding with Madhu but stopped talking about Sagen. Even I haven't told her about Zoya!
Ramya was my pillar to boost my spirit. She cracks jokes, translates Tamil songs for me,...