|Innaya|
No one can predict what will happen in the future. I never thought that we would have this day in our life after what we went through. Nothing is permanent. Everything is temporary. I had seen his friends. They were never good news for me. Did I not have a very good experience? Sahil. Sameer. Barun. Karan. Mark. They all were in one way or another, Eshan's friends. I wondered how this friend of his going to turn into.
My hands, busy cutting onions, had no guidance of my eyes which furiously refused to leave the sight of Eshan. I could see his cheerful figure sitting on the couch in the hall right in front of me. With his friend, Ayesha.
