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from her in years,’ Madhav said.
‘She really has disappeared from everywhere,’ I said.
I lifted my bag from the bed atid placed it on the ground. I pulled
out the rod of my strolley.
‘I’m sorry.This is the only flight to Mumbai today.’
‘Thank you for whatever you did.'
‘I did nothing.’
‘Can I accompany you to the airport?’
*
We sat in the car in silence. He spoke after passing two traffic
signals. ‘I’ll find her,’ Madhav said in a calm but decisive voice.
I looked at him.
‘Are you serious?’
‘Yes.’
‘Where could she be?’
‘I have a hunch. She always used to mention her dream. To be a
singer in a small bar in New York.’
‘So?’
‘If she has cut herself off from the entire world, wouldn’t she
finally want to pursue her dream?’
‘How can you be sure? Where in New York? Or maybe she found
another city? Or maybe she is doing something else?’ I said.
‘So you think I shouldn’t look?’
‘I’m just being realistic. Sorry, I didn’t mean to discourage you.’
We remained silent for the rest of the drive. We reached the Lok
Nayak Jayaprakash Airport. He helped me load my bag on the trolley. I
told myself to withdraw from this situation. I couldn’t.
‘Keep in touch,’ I said, as the security guard at the entrance
checked my photo ID and ticket.
‘I will, sir.’
‘You really are going to look for her?’
‘Yes, sir.’
‘Even though you may never find her and end up in more pain?’