I knew, finally, it was time to meet, to own up and confess. br It’s easy to pretend you don’t care but to kiss and tell br is a very strange exercise. Some one writes of br one hundred years of solitude as if he knew me that well br All the while I was pitted against br his ex wife and current girl friend. br Low cut blouses never worked with him. br br It went on for quiet some time until br one day I asked to meet at the coffee house. br He was writing about the elephant and the pond br he said, describing the divine dark one getting into the waters. br I looked into his eyes. Cataract of thick solitude. br Letting no Stone unturned, I uncross my legs, br No close ups with hidden cameras. Arrest me for br indecent proposal, I was begging now, but he was br already paying the bill with a small tip. br I kissed him on the street before br getting into an autorikshaw. br br Once again the meeting had happened br and the virgin was returning home.