Ashes of the Rose by Sangeeta Kathuria

Author:Sangeeta Kathuria [Kathuria, Sangeeta]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: ASR Publishers
Published: 2021-12-08T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

My love affair with Krish put me in a state of intoxication for which I didn’t ever wish to find a cure. After my frank and open discussion with Damon, I saw the easing, ever so slightly, of the invisible chain that he had me attached to, as he allowed me to venture out on my own. His legitimate work, the façade for all the underhand work he did, in real estate and his father’s business, started to keep him busier and I only saw him when we shared our evening meal together. In those moments I tried hard to keep all of my attention focused on him so as to not give him the slightest hint of what was taking place in the other part of my life. It became easier and easier to lie – and the one consolation was that he was no saint either, and if he wasn’t prepared to set me free, then I wasn’t going to give up on what happiness I could find elsewhere.

Krish was entirely another matter, as the days when I could see him between shoots, had become the highlights of my life. I had sincerely thought that happiness was an emotion I would never experience again after having been snatched from my family. Yet being with Krish took care of that. I waited impatiently the mornings when I knew we were due to meet up, tossing and turning the night before in anticipation of being in his arms. Knowing he was only here for six months made it all the more important for me to spend whatever moments I could with him before he went home… without me. That’s all I was doing; stealing six months of my life and making the most of whatever time I could spend with him. Lata would be pleased for me. I was positive she would be cheering me on, had she known.

Most of our days were spent in various inconspicuous cafés dotted here and there around London. We would try a different one every time we met. Krish loved the typical English tea shops where we were able to sit and have cups of tea and stuff our faces with cakes, scones or finger sandwiches like children as attention to my figure took a back seat for a while. He still couldn’t decide whether he enjoyed the scones with cream on first or jam on with clotted cream on top and we laughed at testing ways to eat them in the most satisfying ways. Ice-cream shops, brasseries, tiny little restaurants in the heart of Convent Garden; I had never seen so much of London as I was discovering with Krish.

The hardest part of our meetings was having to keep a low profile so the less popular the eatery, the better for Krish. He was a superstar in India and with the number of Indians living in London, it was hard to go about the way we did and not be recognised. After

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