Swallowing hard, she forced it to silence. She was nervous. She didn’t know how Sukumar would react if he found out. And she didn’t want to hurt h...m. She couldn’t help but think if he knew what kind of behavior she had had during her wild streak, he might be so disappointed that he might choose to walk away from their love affair. That was not a chance she was willing to risk because Deanne was smart enough to recognize the beauty of what they have. Any time she and Sukumar talked openly about. We hung up and soon I reached my room.I ordered food from a nearby hotel. After finishing the lunch, I lay on bed to catch a quick sleep.I had not slept yet and my phone beeped with an sms. As expected, it was Sonia.S- You there janu ?R- Hmmmm.S- Naraz ho ?R- Nahi to.S- Why “Hmmmmm” then ? Apni jaan ko jaan kyun nahi kehte.I kept silent.S- Bolo naa janu kya hua.R- Kuch nahi.S- I am sorry. I was just teasing you when I called you cute and champu.R- It’s not about that.S- To bolo naa, kya baat. We chose lunch in your car, again in an out of the way park. Away from prying eyes this time, offering more privacy and anonymity that we felt was needed. At last we managed to spark and we melded together like vapours in a mist. Exciting and sensual though our meeting was it was also rushed and interrupted. Ultimately our privacy was not total and so our intimacy was denied too. As I step over the threshold of your doorway my heart is beating like a drum, I can almost hear the booming in my. It was pretty much all I could do with my useless major anyway. But this meant traveling to different schools every few months, pitching books to different professors and finding a way to sample some of the juicy white offerings available on campus.Now, most schools don't have very big African Studies departments; they have to share offices with other small departments like Religious Studies, Women's Studies, and Hebrew Studies. It was in this last arena that I had recently been finding a lot.