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at Aranya, his finger pointed at her. ‘Listen, Aranya, it’s not as if you’re doing
well in your studies. This is your last chance. Do you hear me? If I don’t see
your name on the merit list, I will cancel your admission and you will be a
fucking receptionist somewhere. Bloody disgrace. Are you listening to me? ARE

YOU?’
Aranya had nodded. Yet Dad’s swinging arm caught her on the left side of her

face sending her body careening into the cupboard. Her body slumped like a
ragdoll. Her mother screamed and ran to get to her but Dad stopped her and
shouted, ‘LET HER BE.’
Next, Dad wrested her phone away. Before he left, he repeated the ultimatum,

‘If I don’t see you at the top of the merit list, don’t even think of coming back
home.’

Her parents left Aranya sprawled on the floor, staring at herself in the mirror.
You deserve it, Aranya.
No, I don’t! What did I do? I did nothing wrong. I went to meet my professor.

What’s wrong in that?
You also fell in love, Aranya.
I didn’t.

Yes, you did. Don’t kid yourself. You’re in love with Dhruv. That’s why you
left that night.
I would never love that asshole.

But you do! You so do! And you shouldn’t. It isn’t allowed. How can you
waver from your goal?
What goal are you talking about?

Being like a robot. A very successful robot.
But why should I be that? What would I get out of that?
Because your family wants that, that’s why!

Why should I do what my family wants! They don’t even love me. I don’t want
to do what they want. Enough. I don’t want to see them again.
Haha. That’s bold. But what are you going to do?

I’m never going to see them again!
Haha! How are you going to do that? How are you going to run? Who is going
to pay your fees? Three more years, Aranya, three more years.

I’m smart. I will find a way.
That’s too optimistic. You can’t leave your family, you know that. Even if