He did call me once or twice after that. But I was very cordial. After that he did not call nor did I. Last week after some three years, I bumped into him on the streets. He was on a bike and he stopped to say hi. I remained extremely cordial and replied to whatever he asked. It was stuff like how are you, what have you been up to? But ever since I can’t stop thinking about him. I feel like calling him. It just hurts because I’m wasting my time falling head over heels for a guy that does not care for me.
— Zubeida

Illustration/ Satish Acharya