Page 32 of Musafir Cafe

Chandar threw his phone on the bed and said, ‘The place is nice, but there’s no signal on my phone.’

‘What do you have to do with signal here? We’re here on our honeymoon; let’s do what’s done on a honeymoon.’

‘What exactly does one do on a honeymoon?’

‘You don’t know?’

‘No, I have no idea. It’s my first honeymoon, you see.’

‘You say it like I have an MBA in honeymooning.’

‘You must have some idea about what people usually do on their honeymoons.’

‘They must talk, what else can people do better than talking?’

‘Sex?’

‘That reminds me, the conversations after sex are the best ones.’

‘Nobody likes talking after sex.’

‘Exactly, those two or three minutes when nobody talks—those are the best conversations!’

‘You’re crazy. Those “conversations” which are never had are the best ones? Do you even realize what you are saying?’

‘I know what I’m saying; when will you understand this?’

‘What’s there to understand?’

‘Just that right after sex when the girl looks for something in the guy’s eyes, that is love. In that search, when their eyes blink for the first time, that becomes the first conversation. Anyway, let it be. This is your first honeymoon, you’ll get it eventually.’

‘Can I just say one thing?’

‘What, I am not going to explain anything twice, okay.’

‘Your mehendi looks beautiful.’

‘Shut up, it’s not that pretty.’

‘It is really pretty. By the way, you like the sea; that’s why you chose this place, no?’

‘Yeah, aur kya?’

‘I am scared of water. A panditji had told my mom that I should stay away from water.’

‘Panditji must have also warned you to stay away from that girl; you didn’t pay much heed to that, did you now?’

‘Achcha listen, I want to say something.’

‘What?’

‘Let’s go take a shower?’

‘Chalo.’

‘It’s all making sense to me now.’

‘What?’