“Accha bol ab tak kya kya kiya hain apne shohar ke saath”? Ayesha ne jhat se pucha “Bade sawaal kar rahi hain. Khud kyun nahi batati pehle”? M...aine muskuraate huwe kaha “Yaar mera to bura haal hain. Ye raat mein hi nahi subah bhi shuru ho jaate hain.Abhi do din se kahin baahar gaye hain trip par lekin phir raat mein phone karke woh wali baatein karte hain. Aur baatein bhi aisi ki unki baton se hi neeche geeli hone lagti hoon”. Badi khush naseeb hoon jo hamare Guruji ki baat maankar maine inse. He gave a laugh as he said, "What a pair we make, a vampire and a hunter." with another laugh he'd add, "Or should I call you a succubus?" "Do those actually exist?" he would laugh loudly pulling her against him, "Hell I don't know but if they do I think I found one." she joined in his laughter and said, "If that were the case I'd suck the life from you right?" "Honey you've already sucked the life from me." she blushed which earned her a slap on her rear end, "God Sage, you can be so damn cute. One short year. One short year.The reality slammed into her that, time is only measured because of loss. If there were no such thing as death or seasons or aging we would not find it necessary to mark the passage of time. As it is, it marks the distance between ourselves and what we have lost. It also marks the perceived distance between what we have and what we stand to lose, our family, our lovers and our own lives. Were these things not an issue the passage of time would not matter, may not. Itne bade aur sundar! Usne camere ke pass aa kar screen par kiss ki. Tabhi usne bolna shuru kiya:“Hey darling! Mai hu Sapna. Kya aap mere mome choosna chahte hai? Haahaahaa mujhe pata hi tha. Yeh to kucch bhi nahi. Abb yeh dekhiye…..(Usne apni kacchi utar di.)Kaisi hai meri fudi? Acchi hai naa? Ise to ek bada sa lun chahiye. Par aap to yaha hai nahi. Isiliye…(Wo abb puri nangi ho gayi. Usne wo moti si cheez uthai.)Yeh dekhiye abb…(Wo abb camere ko apni bond dikhane lagi. Usne wo moti si cheez.