Saturday Night

It was a Saturday ritual for us — to meet at nine for dinner at my apartment and stay up together till we both fell asleep. Each Saturday evening we laid a circular wooden table with a teacup roses spread, and placed two candles with a Persian blue vase — he never forgot to bring…

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Don’t judge

It was not the first time that i had to speak to a stranger on phone, but this was the kind of talk that went beyond work. It was one of those talks that went on forever. We spoke extensively about our lives when he had called for the first time. He said that he mostly…

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