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Madhuri fought with her husband last night and in her rage left the house. She knows there is one place in the world where she is always welcome. She only hopes that she is not crossing any lines.
Aman has for long given up hope. Yet he can’t help but get a kick out of the circumstances that have brought her to his place. Is this is chance finally to bring her back to him?
Lives of three people entwined by love, passion, urge and devotion. Will they survive these unusual equations? Or will it destroy their happiness forever?
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Anyone who had seen them together thought that Viraj was one doting husband. Madhuri didn't consider it to be a big deal.
“I left my family for him, after all.” she felt entitled in lieu of the sacrifice she had made to be with him.
“You gotta be easy on him, Madhuri. The reason he can’t stop looking at you like a love-struck puppy even today is not just that you left your family to be with him. It’s his innate need to love and cherish you,” mentioned one of her free-lancer friends last night. Madhuri couldn't care less.
Even Aman is so loving and caring towards me.
Madhuri sat upright, jolted. Her thoughts shifted towards her relationship with Aman.
Friendship, Mads, it’s friendship with Aman.
What Madhuri shared with Aman was inexplicable. To call it a childhood friendship or companionship would be marring the beauty of it all.
Growing up in an extremely patriarchal household, where her brother was almost worshipped, Aman made her feel like she was the centre of his universe. He was the only person in her life who never wanted to change a thing about her. He counseled her, helped her, and when she got herself into any madness, he just stood along and ensured that he was there to pick her up if she fell.
In fact, it was Madhuri’s affinity towards getting into all kinds of weird situations while dealing with people that Aman had christened her - Mads.
A much suppressed spirit as a child, Madhuri turned out to be rebellious and aloof as a teenager and a young adult. A part of the reason was also the awareness that she just had to turn and Aman would definitely be somewhere around the corner. He was always close by to help her with academics and extracurricular activities. Whenever she reported sick and missed school, Aman didn’t hesitate to go the extra mile and do double the work by copying all her class-work and assignments in her notebooks for her.
Madhuri never worried about even a dime in her life because she knew that Aman was there to root for her. Always.
Well, not always.
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