And then, all of a sudden, he gets up to leave, and that is when I realize that maybe that was the only conversation I would have of this sort.

They always walked by the sea as the dusk fell, and the sea would wash their feet. The rumors also whispered that they always held hands. Padma heard them too, but she had lived life long enough to really care for it now.

Both were approaching thirty, were well settled in their professions, loved being with each other and hence they saw no reason to delay their wedding. And both intended to go for Mission Mount Everest soon. This time together.

But what caught her attention was a the small girl sitting in shadows at bottom most corner of the page. Her hands were tied with handcuffs as paints lay all around her…

"We can only give them the inspiration and the ideas. Whether to act or not is up to the free will of the humans. So many times I have given people the urge to act, and they have overruled me.”