Life calls...

Finally, she called.

She told me how her parents had been extremely angry.

They took away her phone, locked her up in a room and all that Bollywood-ish drama.

Somehow, she convinced her mother that she loved her life in Gurgaon (omitting everything about me) and that she had to go back.

So now, she’s coming back, in a week or so (thankfully for me, her parents agreed, although now she has to call them twice every week and marry the boy of their choice).

Not exactly a good news, but for the time being, I’m ecstatic.