BooksBarbecue
Back Meet Me In the Middle Save as PDF
Chapters (45)
  1. Cover
  2. Title Page
  3. Dedication
  4. 1
  5. 2
  6. 3
  7. 4
  8. 4
  9. 5
  10. 6
  11. 7
  12. 8
  13. 9
  14. 10
  15. 11
  16. 12
  17. 13
  18. 14
  19. 15
  20. 16
  21. 17
  22. 18
  23. 19
  24. 20
  25. 21
  26. 22
  27. 23
  28. 24
  29. 25
  30. 26
  31. 27
  32. 28
  33. 29
  34. 30
  35. 31
  36. 32
  37. 33
  38. 34
  39. 35
  40. 36
  41. 37
  42. 38
  43. Acknowledgements
  44. About the Book
  45. About the Author

Sanju was angry. She knew it by the way he sat and drove. Well, his pursed lips and knitted brows were quite a giveaway too. If she had any doubts left in her, his next words confirmed his anger. ‘What is all this nonsense, Anu? People will think we are classless.’

‘I told you I am doing yoga with Pete and Pooja. Why is that classless? That Meena who is spreading these rumours is classless. Not me.’ Anu’s eyes started to well up against her will.

Sanju drove quietly the rest of the way. She was well-liked in her circles—be it when she was studying or at work. Nobody hated her. Nobody thought she was classless before. Especially, Sanju.

26

26

Images

Anu tried her best not to let out a sob. That would be so uncool. She stared out of the window and tried to register the shops and the streets that buzzed past her. Though her mind kept slipping and going back to the classless remark by Sanju, she fought tenaciously not to dwell on it. She was tempted to text Shwetha but refrained. Sometimes talking about your hurt would only further the pain. It is better to swallow the hurt like a bitter pill and hope for it vanish forever. There she was advising Pooja that she didn’t bother with what people said. Such hypocrisy! Then again, Sanju was not people. He was her soulmate – what he said had to matter.

Her vision blurred as they passed by half-shut hotels, bars and humongous malls with glass facades. She saw riders on small scooters zip right next to monstrous trucks and double-decker sleeper buses. Everyone coexisted, mostly peacefully too. Why was it so hard for her at Verdant Green? Why did Meena dislike her so much? Should she talk to her? The very thought was as appealing as jumping off a multi-storeyed building.

As she watched absently, Sanju not uttering a word, they were almost home. It was eleven-thirty and she had to call Rathnamma to pick up Geetha. When she picked up the phone to make the call, Sanju spoke. ‘Anu,’ he sighed. ‘Don’t be bothered by all this. You will be fine. You are fine.’

Sanju never apologized but he always made up quickly. Anu nodded. ‘I know.’

‘Shall we watch a movie?’ Sanju offered.

‘Yeah, if Vicky is asleep.’ Anu smiled.

Images