Chapter 194 - The Taste of Regret

Sufiyan salon ke ek kone mein baitha tha, uski aankhein thaki hui thin. Ritika bahar se ek mehenga foreign style ka lunch box lekar aayi. "Sufiyan, dekho main tumhare liye kya layi hoon! Shahr ka sabse best pasta," usne muskurate hue kaha. Sufiyan ne us dibbe ko dekha, lekin use wo din yaad aa gaya jab Suhaliya apne ghar se sadharan mirch ki chutney aur roti lati thi. Wo swad usme pyar ka tha, aur is mehenge khane mein sirf dikhava. Sufiyan ne bina chhuay khana side mein rakh diya. "Ritika, har chamakti cheez sukoon nahi deti. Suhaliya ke bina ye salon mujhe ek jail jaisa lag raha hai." Ritika ka chehra utar gaya. Use pehli baar ehsas hua ki wo Sufiyan ke paas toh hai, par uske dil mein nahi.