62. Karma

Veer’s pov

Communication with Anu was always a different kind of thrill, because her reactions are always unexpected to me in most of the circumstances. I thought she would cry listening to my sob story and might even pity my childhood, but instead I got the title of phoenix.

The amount of trust, love and care she has for me always scared me. The more her expectations and belief in me increased, the more my pride grew but at the same the fear of disappointing her as well.

It like a vertical lines of a railway track, they go side my side but never meet each other.

“Come on, let’s have dinner.”

I said moving away from Anu kissing her cheek softly. We sat at the dining table having dinner our conversation moving around our days, and some funny stories of my dear wife playing pranks on her friends or brothers that had us laughing out loud.

We sat at the balcony of our room looking at the city lights of the busy city when Anu questioned me out of the blue that threw me off.

“Do you