''I am with you, I can't believe it!''

To know that you were with one who cared for you, and who understood
every fiber of your being, and who would not abandon you even in the
most desperate of circumstances, that was the most precious
relationship a person could have and both Jo and Anwesha cherished it.

It wasn't a very long wait before Jo saw Anwesh half walking, half
sprinting while dragging a noisy wheelie-bag. There was a mad grin on
Anwesha's face that seemed steadfastly pasted there with fevicol,
thought Jo.
The smile was both continuous and contagious, it reached Jo's lips too.
She was glad to be in time.
After a half hug which she wished could further prelong with a deep
kiss, Jo directed Anwesha to the pre-booked car.
As they took their place in the car, it began drizzling and little
droplets of water rolled down the glass screens of the taxi.
Everything seemed to distract Anwesha, from the wipers on the driver's
screen to the sights and sounds of the new city. Jo however was
focussed on Anwesha alone. Her gaze hardly shifted away from Anwesha
all along the journey.

The statues swarthed in golden paint, the brightly dressed people, the
unseasonal rain, everything seemed to amaze Anwesha, she scrutinized
it all with a strange curiosity. Jo wondered if that was to avoid
contact with her that anwesha was distracting her elsewhere.

Anwesha in her mind recollected the surprisingly arousing touch that
Jo had chanced upon during their first shared taxi ride. She didnt
want yet another occurence. Plus she knew as a matter of fact that her
city was much less rigid to sapphic identities or infact, most people
were least bothered with the lives of others.

So they travelled on in the city that was once titled the presidency of Madras.

They reached Jo's hostel room after all the registrations and bills
were settled. After arranging the bags and other things, it was now
time to arrange matters of the heart and mind.
Anwesha's heart felt weak suddenly as she let go off her defenses. Her
dam of feelings broke and she hugged Jo who was perched on the only
cot in that room.
Jo felt Anwesha's limp structure being racked with sobs as Anwesha
continued hugging her fiercely, repeating just one line over and over
again,
''I am with you, I can't believe it!''

A very short end...

She was so occupied that she almost forgot, she rushed to the
kandepohe with a pinch of salt to find them burnt. She went to tell
him it would take time, only to finding him hanging, dead.
The salt was left out both before they were burnt.