hamesha ke liye. she had said, she was going away... not just that... it would be forever. he had struggled with it. he had told himself, khushi kumari gupta meant nothing to him. she was gone. it was over. whatever "it" was. and then she sprang out of his cupboard. the game of writing, nandkissore, life, call it what you will. before me was a screen with two people locked in an endless battle of exactly what i really didn't want to name. that it gave the unsettled, shivery feeling within was enough.
episode 57 maha ankh micholi
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