The Window Seat


Sukanya knew it was him the moment he boarded the bus. The slouched shoulders and the bushy eyebrows could not belong to anybody else. His hair had thinned out no doubt. Sukanya smiled as she remembered how she had loved running her hand through the thick mane once upon a time. It seemed like time had left her standing at the same place where he had left her or was it she who refused to move? “

Was Sukanya’s love able to defy the mere constraints set by death?

Did she allow it to  transcend beyond the body and touch the soul?

Know more about Suhas and Sukanya, two hearts and one soul, whose innocent love helps to deeply entrench the belief in us that though death may devour the body, love is eternal.

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