The two of us have reached that stage where less words say a lot but still their exact meaning eludes us. Perhaps, that's why when we were lingering for the extra hour we stole from this day, we didn't really converse.

It was mostly my familial monologue complemented by your quiet interest, as if I were talking to the mountains. Unlike the walls that reflect, mountains absorb. So did you. I egged you to tell me what you were thinking. Nothing, you said. Your brown eyes conveyed otherwise. You might not have been thinking but were definitely feeling something. I could see through that twinkle. Conscious, I asked if I bored you with my quintessential family saga. "No, I'd tell you if you bore." Serious, point blank, unlike your fun selfie clicking avatar I witnessed during the day. "What do you do with guys you usually take selfies with?" I asked, moving away the spotlight from myself. "I take selfies with everyone. Very few end up becoming my DP," you smirked. I worried. Did I actually bore you? Eluded by meaning once again, I humoured, "YourQuote it." Faux smiles passed & the meaning was lost into ether until ... I returned home.

I must have terribly bored you. I'm your DP now.

- हर्ष स्नेहांशु