When one night merged into another night, when the date changed, when pm became am. Fights could be pleasurable at times. Don't take my word, it might NA to you. We fought, reason: i guess the same reason which makes half of the urban couple population fight: not spending enough time. And like any other fight I lost my sleep. As I could not sleep I thought it might be good that I inhale the all so rare fresh Kolkata air for a change. I sat on my fav bean bag in my minuscule balcony and was all so void. Suddenly from neither too far nor too close I heard 'anonymous' play the flute. It was a full moon night, breezy and pleasant and as I sat on my 9th floor balcony soaking in the music and the moon- I felt fulfillment. I know this sounds weird-fight and then a sense fulfillment, but then so it was.
What a night it was: Husband by my side (he too joined me after a while), flute, and a breezy moon lit sky....what else could one want....Since we did not want this to end we decided we did not want to sleep. So did we...went to bed @ 4.30am. What did you say? Eccentric....But that is how we like it....
P.S. This marked the end of the fight too.
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