Still-2
Prologue- I was on a trip to Kasol with Shashank, my husband. While relishing my dinner, I bumped into Akshat. Akshat, the man I loved once. The man, I still love. My still. Even though I literally chickened out meeting him, at night when Shashank was sleeping, I went to meet Akshat. I rung the bell and he opened it in less than a minute. He wasn’t surprised to see me. I went past him and he closed the door. Just like my room, his had a swing too. I snuggled comfortably on the swing. He looked at me and shook his head. He picked up whiskey bottle and poured me a generous amount and topped it up with ice and water. He handed me the glass and made coffee for himself. I smiled. He too. Even after all these years, we still knew each other. My attention turned to the TV. He was as usual watching some motorbike show. It was my time to nod now. We sat in silence for sometime. “Alia… I…” Before he could finish the sentence, I spoke. “Akshat, I’m not here to discuss what happened in b