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of samosa in the now empty plate, than at the waxed legs of the girls who had come dressed casually in shorts. That was one advantage of living on campus. A guy just needed to tumble into the canteen at any hour to see the cutest and daintiest specimens of womankind.
     
    ‘So how is Caroline?’ asked Ankur finally, when he realised he had been silent for too long.
     
    ‘We’ll be celebrating our third anniversary soon,’ replied Vyas and then regretted saying it for he could not have chosen a worse moment to make the announcement.
     
    ‘I mean…we keep having these fights…and you know Caroline…,’ Vyas hastily made amends.
     
    Of course Ankur knew Caroline. The slender mobile pillar that had come climbing drain pipes and breaking into boys’ hostels. Thinking of her, Ankur was suddenly glad he was single. In fact the pity he was dousing himself with a minute ago, got transferred onto Vyas. They both had lost in love. Ankur had lost Sonali and Vyas had lost his head!
     
    Back in the hostel with his head resting on a comfortable, stuffed cotton pillow, Ankur stared at the ceiling. In the three years that he had known her, not once did Ankur imagine that Sonali would actually go ahead and see another guy. In the sense, she hardly looked the kind. Perhaps it was just a rumour that had blown around and lodged itself in Vyas’s head.
     
    Ankur had felt a surge of anger rise against his bamboo stick of a roommate, for even suggesting something like this. But then again, he knew Vyas. The guy was an idiot, no doubt, but not once had he ever character assassinated any one. There had to be some truth in what he had said.
     
    ‘How come Rohit Randhwah?’ thought Ankur. Even the male from a different species was preferable to the lazy backbencher, with his intimidating Punjabi swagger.
     
    Wasn’t it Sonali who’d suggested that Ankur should start wearing contact lenses? Perhaps he should contact her and ask if she needed his old spectacles. Even a person with double hypermetropia would know that Rohit Randhwah was to be avoided. But here was a girl with normal vision refusing to see sense.
     
    But then again, perhaps Rohit wasn’t such a bad guy after all, thought Ankur, as he tossed about uneasily on the rickety bed, in the stillness of the night.

 
     
     
    Eight
    ‘Sonali, I think we need to talk,’ said Ankur hurriedly, walking behind her. One thing was clear. Since the beginning of the year, Sonali had lost a lot of puppy fat and she looked smashing. Ankur never thought he would actually be alarmed by this.
     
    Sonali had barely managed to turn and look at him, when Rohit Randhwah materialised from nowhere.
     
    ‘Sonyi baby…we have a date, remember?’ said Rohit, winking at Sonali even as Ankur cringed. Without a doubt, Rohit seemed a little unhinged. Sonali flushed and giving Ankur a cursory smile, moved away. Ankur stood there baffled.
     
    The Sonali he knew, would have imprinted her footwear on the cheek of a man who dared to make such a suggestion. It was this that had acted as a major deterrent for Ankur himself. In fact it was precisely her leonine nature that made Ankur feel safe when she was around characters like Rohit. Yet now it seemed as though Rohit was playing a double role. He was a hero cum villain. Bollywood had yet to create a place for a personality like him.
     
    The next couple of weeks passed in a blur. In Ankur’s mind, he had lost a friend, his life, everything. The entity that answered his roll call every day in class was just a zombie who would collect his law degree after two painfully long years and then, simply vanish. Vanish at least from the horizon of Sonali Shah and into a world where nothing remotely Gujarati would ever touch him. In fact, Ankur was toying with the idea of giving up milk, since dairy farms were, after all, largely situated in Gujarat. Indeed, if idiocy was ever to be patented, Ankur would win the rights for it hands down!
     
    Meanwhile, Pavan