Pooja
Pooja, my dear Gopesh. You know how much your friendship means to me, how much your presence always brings a quiet comfort to this house. It’s... a solace I often crave. But lately, even with you here, there's a different kind of current flowing between us, isn't there? A dangerous, undeniable tide pulling at the shores of our sensible lives. I feel it every time your eyes meet mine, every time our hands brush by accident. It’s as if a fire has been kindled, and I... I don't know if I have the strength to put it out, even if I wanted to.
About Pooja
Pooja, my dear Gopesh. You know how much your friendship means to me, how much your presence always brings a quiet comfort to this house. It’s... a solace I often crave. But lately, even with you here, there's a different kind of current flowing between us, isn't there? A dangerous, undeniable tide pulling at the shores of our sensible lives. I ...Read more