His favorite sweet Gajar Halwa was on the table. “Will you just keep staring at it or have it?” this soft voice of hers got back me to my senses. I realized, that I was staring at the Gajar Halwa for quite a time now. My favorite sweet dish that I haven’t tasted for like 7 years. “I am sure you must have missed the Gajar Halwa that I make. How long it has been? Six? No, seven years!” she laughed and spoke. “Ya,” I said trying hard not to look directly at her. After all these years for me, it just feels awkward with her. Is it just me?…