Until next time

Suraj and Bijay are childhood friends. One wishes to stay in the country, and the other is trying to leave.

It was already a new year, but nothing had changed; the same chill was still in the air. This part of the city often remains very busy. When you walk out in the evening, roads are packed with cars, buses and motorbikes. People aimlessly meander on the footpaths, and all the tea shops are filled with people gossiping and laughing about everything they’ve seen or heard throughout the day.