November 23. 11.45pm. ‘Button, the weather here is nice and I am missing you.”
“Please don’t remind me that you’re in Goa. The one thing I do every time you go out of town is tell myself that you’ve gone out briefly either to the Club or to the office.
“Dost and I are back tomorrow evening.”
“I’ll manage somehow.”
“Is there something you’d like me to get back for you?”
“Nothing. Just come back quickly.”