Advait stood in front of the dressing table in his room and asked Savani, “Vani, tell me how I looked… I looked fine, right? Yes, yes, I knew I looked very handsome, but tell me one thing — even after two years of marriage, you still blushed like this? Come on, Vani, we had known each other for seven years, and still you blushed at me like a newlywed bride…Well, listen, I left now. I got late coming back this evening, so don’t wait for me too long, okay?”

Saying this, he turned around and smiled at the photo of Savani, Anvi, and himself hanging on the wall.