He has left you alone with a contagious venereal disease, even though you insisted on safe sex. You begin to think if there is hope in this world for those damaged. You can feel the anger, triggered by loss, simmering inside you. Suddenly, your eyes meet with those of the taxi driver, who is taking you home. He is looking at your reflection in the rearview mirror. Through the rumbling sound of the traffic, he says,
“Do you hate or forgive for the sins committed in the name of love?”
Priyanka Shivadas: I have done my MA in English Literature at Jawaharlal Nehru University, New Delhi. I am currently working as an editor at Pearson Education, India. My interests include reading and traveling. I wish to travel the world for as long as I feel young inside and finish writing a brilliant book before I am too old to do it.