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Incidentally, she too happened to be an NSD graduate, though we had never met there. ' She squinted, trying to remember, 'No, no,' she said. She wore soft faux fur, looking devastatingly gorgeous, her beauty illuminated even more in the candlelight. It was very sweet, like rain is after a very long spell of drought. Every day, she would come over, hang out at my house in Mira Road and scrawl our names in tiny font all over the wall... The train sped away, screaming pompously, cutting through the air... And I, being the lusty village bumpkin that I am, scooped her up in my arms and headed straight for the bedroom. And just like that, out of the blue, I began a relationship with Niharika Singh, a relationship which I did not know then would last for almost one and a half years... – Portofino E anxious I write about her [in the diary] so here goes: She is a nice fat girl who loves mosquitoes and hates pustular carbuncular Welshmen, loathes boats and loves planes, has tiny blackcurrant eyes and minute breasts and has no sense of humour. 19 November 1968 – Paris Famed as we are, rich as we are, courted and insulted as we are, overpaid as we are, centre of a great deal of attention as we are, [we] are not bored or blasé. She has turned me into a moral man but not a prig, she is a wildly exciting lover-mistress, she is shy and witty, she is nobody’s fool, she is a brilliant actress, she is beautiful beyond the dreams of pornography, she can be arrogant and wilful, she is clement and loving, Dulcis Imperatrix, she is Sunday’s child, she can tolerate my impossibilities and my drunkenness, she is an ache in the stomach when I am away from her, and she loves me!She is prudish, priggish and painfully self-conscious. 22 December 1968 – Gstaad We arrived yesterday in furious fettle.30 July 1967 – Taormina A slow day, marking time, with a walk in which we bought sunglasses at a little shop. I was in one of my absolutely unstoppably filthy moods, insulting everybody right left and centre. I accused her of being a hypochondriac, that she was only ill when she chose to be. 29 March 1969 – Puerto Vallarta Elizabeth is now looking ravishingly sun-tanned though the lazy little b------ ought to lose a few pounds to look at her absolute best.As we left the crowd which had gathered applauded us. We dined in somnolence and some self-satisfaction as we compared our ancestors and former wives and husbands. How odd, I said, that when you were in Paris and had to work you were unable to move, but once here in Gstaad you’re gambolling around like a spring lamb etc etc. It’s like a bloke who nearly kills a child in his car and then smacks it for frightening him. Looking as critically as I can I detect no sign of ageing in her at all except that she has quite a few grey hairs. I invited her over for a home-cooked meal, a mutton dish which was my speciality. Not only did she eat everything that was on her plate, but she praised it as well. When she opened the door, revealing a glimpse of the house, I was speechless with amazement. I trusted my silence would convey what needed to be conveyed.

When she returned, Sunita would not take any of my calls. After such a deep, passionate love, she simply said, 'Nawaz, you focus on your career. But some being woke up in me and gave me a metaphorical slap. Never again did I allow myself to be vulnerable like that again, not even with my wife... And I will focus on my career.' She cut off all contact after that and I plunged into another deep, deep depression. 'You know this is not your department,' the voice in my head said. Yet it was important to analyse what had happened... I took a bucket of fresh white paint and began to replace her artwork on my walls with the blank canvas that they were before... [Sunita must have been advised] she should probably date someone successful, not a struggling, desperate actor who was out of work. Their typical season includes: A night of Shakespeare, improv comedy, a murder mystery dinner theatre, a self written and produced show, a night of one act plays, and a social eduction piece about teen dating violence.'(My first relation] was like rain after a spell of drought'I was performing in a play in Mumbai which was when I finally had my first romantic relationship. ' We got talking and let's just say what happens in New York stays in New York... 'Before that came Suzanne: a lovely, dear Jewish girl from New Jersey, who lived in New York City. A hundred, or so it seemed, little candles flickered beautifully. When I was checking my inbox one day, Niharika happened to see one of her emails.

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