Twelve-year-old Dhruv sat crying in one corner of the playground, plucking at the grass, watching the other kids play at the far end. It had been a couple of months since he first started avoiding them. His friends often talked about how his dad and mom were separating and they would ask questions to which he had no answers. ‘Do they fight?’ ‘Don’t you try to stop them?’ ‘Will you leave us?’ ‘Will you stay with your mom or your dad?’ ‘Is your mom marrying again?’ ‘Is your dad?’ Their curiosity was legitimate. No one knew of such a case in their middle-class neighbourhood. Divorces, even in television soaps, were cause for much distress. Families were meant to stay together till the end of time.
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