Hungover
I adjusted in my seat and took a deep breath. I couldn’t believe my eyes. Finally my wish was fulfilled. I was going to watch ‘The Opera’ in New York City. I turned my gaze to Saurabh and stifled a smile. He was a pathetic liar. I knew how much he loved being there, but just to tease me he was acting as if it was all insufferable to him. “Smile, a bit,” I pinched his arm, “otherwise people would think that you’re here under duress.” “I’m here under duress,” he whispered in my ear. Too close for my sanity. But as usual he ignored the effect that he had on me. “I just came here for you and for the fact that I love you the most.” There he said it again and it made me smile and my heart ache at the same time. But to keep the atmosphere light, I winked at him and directed his face back to the stage. People were still pouring in and I couldn’t wait when everyone would be finally seated and the opera would begin. People dressed in stunning gowns, beautiful ambience, the place was sur