At Weekend…
The empty boxes of pizza and other fast food with bottles of drinks were scattered on the table and Nisha can be seen sitting on one of the chairs around the dining table holding her head with both of her hands.
Ansha was sitting beside her with her hand on Nisha’s back, trying to comfort her and let her digest the news, with a face full of unexpected grievance mix with confusion and expected reaction of Nisha.
“Nisha! 10 minutes are already passed. When are you going to lift up your head?
Just say something.”
“SOMETHING!”
Nisha replied, never lifting her head up for even once.
“Are you serious?”
“So, what did you want me to say?” She was sulking but this time she lifts up her head.”
“Scold me please.” Ansha said to her with her eyes facing south.
“By which right?”
“Only you have this right.”
“Then you should have come at once to me. On the ver
