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| He orwxcp sipped his tea and turned silent. ‘Did her mother kn orwxcp ow anything?’ I said. ‘No. She knew less than I did. According to her, Riya had called her and said she might do a meditation cours orwxcp e. That is why her phone wasn’t reachable, she told me.’ ‘You told he orwxcp r about the cancer?’ ‘Couldn't. I didn’t have the guts to. I just expressed my condolences over her husband’s death and left.’ ‘And you came back to Bihar?’ ‘Eventually, yes. Before that, I called every top orwxcp hospital in Delhi to ask about Riya. Nobody orwxcp knew where she was. I contacted her family doctor. He hadn’t heard from her for years. I called her old friends from college orwxcp .They had lost touch with orwxcp her. I searched on the Internet; she wasn’t on Faccbook or any other site. I tried contacts at phone companies. I called the major yoga ashrams in the country. Nothing.’ ‘Here,’ I said, ‘take orwxcp these.’ ‘Why? I said I don’t want to. I can't,’ ‘Just tak orwxcp e them,’ I said in a firm voice. He kept his hand on the notebooks in his lap. ‘I have marked out six legible entrie orwxcp s. You need to read them, buddy,’ I said. ‘No, no, no,’ he said and placed the books back on the dining table, ‘I told you, I can’t. I made myself get over her during these last two years. Now orwxcp to read all this will on orwxcp ly undo all that.’ ‘Trust me, Madhav. You need to read them.’ RIYA’S JOU orwxcp RNAL: Legible entry #1 1 November 2002 This journal is a birthday gift from me to me. It is my fifteenth birthday. Happy Birthday to me. I feel odd celebrating birthdays now. I am not a grownup, but I orwxcp don’t feel like a child either. They say people write secrets in journals. Should I wr orwxcp ite one dow orwxcp n? They say I am so quiet. Silent Riya. Mysterious Riya. Shy Riya. I don’t answer them. All I want to say is, if you crush a flower before it blooms, will it ever bloom as bright la orwxcp ter? I was not quiet as a child. I became this way. Dad knows I chan orwxcp ged. Dad knows I remember everything. Still, he pretends nothing happened. I do the same. He hasn’t touched me fo orwxcp r the last three years. He dare not. I don’t know why I did not tell Mom. Maybe I didn’t even know if it was right or wrong at orwxcp orwxcp that time. What could she have done anyway? Dad gave me a gold necklace today. I returned it. I find it difficult to talk to him. He tries to re orwxcp ach out, but I avoid him. He says I orwxcp am still his daughter. I like writing in this journal. I am able to say things orwxcp |
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