DANICA
More than three months since Gaurav’s plane crash.
I was back to my regular routine. Working day and night was the only way I could cope with the loss.
I have the office to manage in the morning and at night, I write.
I want to write the greatest love story I would ever write. Our own love story. Gaurav and I's love story.
The one-story I know from my heart. The plot, location, characters, dialogues, sequence, and emotions. I didn't have to do research on it, because it was so clear in my mind.
The happy parts, waves of laughter, giggles, tittering, sniggering, chuckles, sneers, and the silly smiles. Our bickering, bantering, and non-stop cajoling. Including our playful and flirty conversations and reactions. Even the way we made every hair in our body rise up because of
