Madhuri had reasons to be chagrined: her idol had deserted her. She had deserted her family, defied her beloved father, to live with her idol, the famous novelist Amitabh Sinha. Her devotion to the idol was such that she took all the necessary precaution to avoid getting pregnant. Children would divert her devotion from her idol. Five years of selfless worship. Yet he deserted her. What’s unbearable was that he took as his beloved the woman whom Madhuri hated the most. Sheila the witch with her two kids one of whom was a moron. Madhuri had first fallen in love with Amitabh’s novels. The love grew into admiration and it spread like a contagious disease from the creation to the creator. “Don’t trust writers and such people,” Madhuri was warned by her father. “They can’t love anyone except themselves and their works.” Madhuri was sure that Amitabh would love her. How can a god ignore his most ardent...
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