Sleeping around with PhD students
wasn’t warranted, it was even illegal,
but he had made sure none of the
students opened their mouths. He was
charming enough to keep them from
But he had rotted long enough. It was
time for him to change. He had found
himself changing the day he saw Aranya.
It subtly reminded him of a younger him,
lonely, yes, but also ambitious. He was
drawn to her. He felt something for the
girl. You could call her his muse even.
Even while he slept with Smriti (and
others), he caught himself thinking about
the girl and her unwavering drive. It