My name is Kabir. I live and work in Surat. This happened about a year ago.

Twenty years earlier I had a close friend named Aarav. His sister Sneha and I were the same age. We grew up in the same neighbourhood. From childhood till our early twenties we were always around each other. I liked her a lot, and I knew she felt the same. But she was my friend’s sister, so we never crossed any line. In front of everyone we called each other brother and sister. Only occasional smiles and a few secret hand-holds happened between us.