Its raining since yesterday night and you have managed to reach the station partially drenched because your umbrella has broken midway.
You’re standing at the platform waiting for the trains and draining your hair with your hands and your kerchief worrying that you shouldn’t catch cold, when you receive a message.
‘Where are you?’
You say you’re at the platform and on the way to office. The text beeps again.
‘Don’t go. The trains have stopped. I will be there in about fifteen minutes. Get out of the station and wait near the bus stop. I’ll pick you up.’
You deny at first and give in later.
Now it’s been twenty minutes and I haven’t shown up yet, it’s raining as usual and now you’re fully drenched, blaming me that I’m always late and you shouldn’t have taken the decision to not go to office. You text back.
‘Listen, I’m not going anywhere. I will go home.’
‘There’s exactly where we are going dear.’
Right then, an Ola stops and I call you inside. We take it to your home, where you change and get cozy while two cups of coffee are sizzling hot on a tray beside the laptop on the bed.
You look at me and exclaim, ‘Bus do cup coffee?’ I nod and then the bell rings.
Swiggy guy comes with cookies from the nearby bakery and a pizza. ‘ Need anything else, madam?’ You smile and I say, ‘I think there would be a rainbow sometime soon.’
‘Because there’s rain outside and a little sunshine has just managed to peep out through your smile.’