Phela Nasha

Just last evening, after breaking up with that idiot, I was unbelievably happy. But it seems my Lord Bholenaath could not digest that happiness. Perhaps my smiling face did not please Him. Still, Prabhu, you could have shown me a little mercy. You could have thrown me into some ordinary trouble, something I could have fought my way out of on my own. You could have done anything. Arranged a minor accident, maybe. Broken two or four bones. I would have handled it. I would have stitched myself back together. But this? Wasn’t this a little too much? You had me married off. "To the son of the Chancellor of the very institute where I teach."