Mimi was gazing through her office window towards a lip-smacking summer sunset in Calcutta. She was ruing over her date planned with Soham that evening beside the Ganges. It had to be cancelled.
Her baba had called to come back home early. Being over-possessive, he disapproved of every guy she dated. Ma, had expired.
Soham hadn’t been able to impress baba the few times they met, despite Mimi hoping otherwise.
There was a power cut in the area as she approached home dejectedly. Entering inside with her set of keys she found them both, her baba and beau prattling along over tea and samosas.
She loved summer now, more than ever.