"God you are the same 21-year-old Meera who used to blush at the mere thought of romance, darling you are double of that now" Anita reminded.
"Hey, I am just 39, don't make me old" Meera defended her age.
"It feels good hearing praises about me, but now don't waste anymore time. The responsibilities, burdens will always be there on your head, one can't ignore the relations just for the sake of burdens. You both are dancing on a small thread, hold it tight before it breaks. Don't delicate it further" Anita pressed.
"Why are you not a guy?" Meera broke into tears.
"Stop it you crazy woman, start it fast and fill me with details. I will be all ears," Anita chirped.
"Hold yourself woman, you are getting a daughter-in-law soon for heaven's sake" Meera hit lightly on Anita's hand.
Sighing at his wife's adamancy Sasanka resumed having dinner with his kids.
