I wrapped my final draft and looked it one last time. It had been long time since I had this level of satisfaction. I had packed my bag already and my lap was the last one to pack. It was already late night. Time for me to say goodbye to this mansion. It served my purpose well and enough. I hoped to see Madhi once more, but I never had any luck. I returned the key to Sukumaaran. As usual, he took the key without even looking at me. For the first in a long time, I step foot on the solid ground. Since it’s a rainy season at this time of year in India, the dark clouds covered the sky above. It didn’t start raining but it might. So, I booked a taxi to drop me at the airport. I was waiting outside when I saw him. “Madhi” He didn’t look at me. I chased him. I screamed his name on the top of my lungs and he didn’t even budge. Then I caught him. He turned and I was shocked. It was not Madhi. “Sorry! I thought you were someone else.” The guy looked at me with confusion and...
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