The love story of Anita and Mohan Rakesh

It isn’t easy to find Anita Rakesh’s house in Delhi’s crowded, busy East of Kailash area and I reach more than half an hour late. She is sitting in her room on her bed, wrapped in a blanket, a tiny TV flickering in front of her with the sound turned off. On the wall is a framed black and white photograph of a laughing Mohan Rakesh, head thrown back in abandon.