PART 1 As the routine would hold, Sudha would wake up at 7am, get freshened up and stand leaning the window sill with her day’s first cup of coffee. Why day’s first? Because Sudha was a coffee lover... yes a ‘lover’, not an ‘addict’. She always thought the word ‘addict’ added a negative hue to her scared love for coffee. “I’m a loveerrrr...not an addict!” she would mischievously correct Shekhar every time he glared at her filled to brim coffee mugs. Her stretch of the last syllable “errrrr” would inadvertently put a broad smile on Shekhar’s face. Once, after ...Read More

PART 2 The same routine would hold for both of them for next few days. As the routine hold, Sudha woke up at seven, got freshened up, made herself a cup of coffee and stood leaning against the window sill to catch as much sunlight as she could. By the time Shekhar would wake up which was usually around nine or half past nine, she would be done making the breakfast, giving him the free reign to make morning cup of ginger tea in their tiny kitchen. Sitting at the desk, she would spend her day, occasionally getting up ...Read More