Theirs is a doomed affair. Like every other time, he is ecstatic to receive her. To get to see her, again. On days she visits there's nothing he could do to stand still. He can barely contain his happiness, so much so he spends her arriving moments dancing around in glee. And she, she hovers up there watching his antics with a dejected affection. For she knows she can never be with him in length of time. She keeps her angst contained in those dark gloomy clouds till the last moment. Then watch him, the peacock, dance to her shower.

- Sara Jothi