Such Perfection!

She needed a diversion, she needed a direction. The same old lanes, same old stories of the life that she now leads on a single ticket were becoming unbearable.

“Fancy reading my thesis on Crypto?” the dear old friend said, “You’ll get an idea of the kind of work the Universities expect/demand”

Thank God for friends. She was almost happy at the idea. After months of secret weeping and open sulking, she was actually looking forward to something constructive. She actually took the pain of downloading it. Single tap on the mobile screen and opened the thesis. Scroll certificates, scroll blank page, scroll copyrights, scroll dedications, scroll signatures, stop acknowledgements! The last line said,

I want to thank  Anjana, Ankur, Arka, Asif, Binod, Dada, Moulika, Mridul, Subhajit, Subhankar.

Off went her mind from constructive to destructive reading as she dedicated the rest of the day to staring at them being written together which she would probably never see again, not figuratively, not literally. Probably. Never. Anjana, Ankur looked so perfect beside each other. They did. They most certainly did. And they do. Such perfection, she thought, SUCH PERFECTION!