By the time Shravan reached the bedroom after cooling off his grandfather, he heard the loud music coming from a small speaker on the bed side table.

And Drishti was dancing to the fast music, on the bed, with total abandon.

Her eyes were closed and her hands and hips were swaying in rhythm to the music

His lips formed a thin line realising that nothing seems to affect her in any way.

She had an argument with him in the afternoon. Then she had an argument with his grandfather in the evening. And now she is dancing away on his bed, with no care of the world.

He walked...