A Cold Shoulder - The Unforgotten End!
"Hey, could you please help us find Aisha Shyam. We're her friends, just came to meet her." Mishra have asked the help desk, where a beautiful girl dressed in Violet listens carefully. "Yes sir. Give me a second." She picks the telephone and calls someone. "Aisha, you have visitors." Deep within I am excited and nervous, a bit angry at the same time. Why have this happened though? I can see a girl through the glasses of the door which weren't transparent. She opens the door. Her eyes contacts with mine. We both stay still for sometime. She bits her lip in disappointment. She looks really pale. She wears a T shirt with a cartoon in it. She still looks really beautiful. I walk towards her. "Is this the girl, K?" Banerjee breaks the silence. I look straight into her eyes. Her eyes seems to be filled with guilt. Whatever. "Hey." I say. "Hi." "Can we talk? It's goddamn urgent." "I have a few doc...