The Girl who will Never Die
She stared at the mirror, her focus being on her bald noddle. Tears rolled down her eyes. More or less, she was howling. I was sitting on a chair nearby, and trying to console her. "Don't cry, Payel. You are looking, not really bad. Maybe this will be a new fashion in this year's Durga Puja. Girls with bald heads", I laughed just to boost up her self esteem. Payel threw a pillow towards me. "Shut up, you moron. I am not crying because I am looking bald, but... ", she stopped abruptly. But, I knew the truth. This bald head was the reason, why she was living in a rented apartment on her own, and left her parents' house. This happened a few months ago, when she had first went to the doctor with me... We had been returning from college one fine afternoon. Suddenly, Payel held her chest and thumped on the ground. "What is the matter, Payel?", I asked getting tensed. But she was not in...