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‘No, I’ll honeymoon in Mussoorie.’

‘Any special reason?’

‘There’s a hotel called Honeymoon Inn right at the entrance to Mussoorie. When I visited Mussoorie for the first time, I decided I would celebrate my honeymoon there.’

‘It’s good that we aren’t getting married. Else, our first quarrel would have been about the honeymoon.’

‘Why, where do you want to go for your honeymoon?’

‘Any place close to the sea.’

‘You want to honeymoon near a sea and don’t want to get married. Aren’t you a little crazy?’

‘Everyone is a little crazy.’

‘I am not crazy.’

‘Then find something to be crazy about.’

‘How?’

‘You can’t bear this world without going a little crazy.’

Chandar was touched by Sudha’s words and fell silent. The words we like tend to quieten us down.

When Chandar didn’t say anything for long, Sudha asked, ‘What are you thinking of?’

‘Nothing.’

‘Tell me, no? If you think so much, you’ll fall in love.’

‘What if it actually happens?’

‘Then don’t tell me.’

‘What?!’

‘Don’t tell me!’

‘Arré, earlier you said one should talk frankly about what one feels.’

‘That was for flirting, not love. Come on, let’s go.’

‘All right, I’ll drop you.’

‘Oh please, I will manage. This world would have been a better place if only guys weren’t so caring.’

‘When will I see you again?’

‘I don’t know when, but I do know where.’

‘Where?’

‘In that café.’

‘Do invite me for your play.’

‘Sure. Bye.’