Time for romance

Old memories flash through my mind as familiar scents and some rare old structures welcome me as I drive through Devlali. This town, where I mostly grew up, always fills me with gratitude as I reflect on my life and the many opportunities and experiences it has offered.

Old memories flash through my mind as familiar scents and some rare old structures welcome me as I drive through Devlali. This town, where I mostly grew up, always fills me with gratitude as I reflect on my life and the many opportunities and experiences it has offered. I head to Shirdi to pay my respects to Sai Baba. After an amazing darshan, I am feeling good, energised and blessed.

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I crank the tunes and floor the gas pedal in anticipation of a few more hours with the kids and mom. Suddenly, the reality of this realist Prakash Jha film that I am to soon experience, playing a cop, begins to sink in. Pachmarhi, the next two months, no mobile network or internet? No points for guessing! A government guest house, the summer heat, I am already sweating.

At the same moment, I see my wife’s tranquil face as the wind catches her hair, oblivious to what’s going on in my head. The air conditioning goes up a few notches, I gulp down some water, one more look at Mehr and I suddenly have a plan. I know exactly the part I am going to play. So what if the dad and son part isn’t coming together. It’s time for romance. My travel agent is called. The best suites in the best hotels are booked in the most hospitable country in the world — Thailand.