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Every night there is someone to meet. These guys are social, and how.

I told her I should stay back because Rohan was not in town, but she
said I have to come. Oh well, yet another party. Boring.
10 July 2007

Rohan travels all the time, and for a long time. He has just

extended his trip by two weeks. I joined him for two days, and saw a
bit of Istanbul. However, he’s in meetings all day and it is no fun to

roam around all alone after a white. Besides, Rohan’s mom called me
back. She was planning a party and the new daughter-in-law had to

be there.
‘So pretty,’ one of her friends had said.

‘Good you brought a girl from India. They listen to you,’ said
another.

6 September 2007
He came home drunk. He tried to hit me.

‘Why didn’t you take my call?’ he yelled.

I was in music class. I had told him. I had messaged him right
after.
‘It’s midnight, Rohan. What kind of business meetings happen so

late?’

'Shut the fuck up, bitch. What do you know about work?’
'You will not talk to me like this.’

I turned around and walked away from him.
‘You will not walk away from me like this.’

‘You learn to talk and I will stay put.’
‘I’m not drunk,’ he slurred.

I turned to him. ‘For your information, I’m twenty. I was studying
in college. I left it to marry you.’

‘You left it to live like a queen.’
‘Rohan,’ I said and paused to compose myself. ‘I had a good life

in India, too.’
‘Somani Infra owned between three brothers versus my business?

Girl, what are you comparing?’