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The rain outside his Chennai flat turned into a gentle drizzle. Now he was twenty-two. Bangalore. A tech park food court. A woman named Anjali was stealing french fries from his plate. Prema —mature, companionate love. The kind that built a life. They had shared a flat, a salary, a dream of buying a sofa from IKEA. He remembered the night she had cried, saying she loved him but she had gotten a job in Germany. And she was taking it.