Nandini, a Love Story

Chapter-27

The Nightmare

For some days I noticed that many persons in his group were irregular. “They were transferred” … the rumour shook my ground. “I will never see him. He gets transferred to somewhere whose address I do not know.” The shock and the thought were so sudden and so vicious that I felt uprooted. “He should have told me. Even though we were not connected intimately, sometimes we shared seats, and sometimes we talked about music, guitar, recent songs, temperature, weather, politics… He must inform me…before going… after all, I deserved a farewell on his part at my inconsolable heart.

He could not act so selfish and cruel,” I burst into suppressed anger and helplessness.

To be continued…

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