"They want partners who are notsingle guys out partying. It's an image thing." That sucks! Good luck with that one!" said Mark. "So what are yousayin..., that youre going to try to fix things with Megan?" Yes, first thing in the morning!" I said. "Alright, goodnight andhopefully I'll finally win tomorrow night." Ok, good luck to you and I'll see you at the bar for the game tomorrownight," said Mark. "I do know about the Megan thing though man? We'lltalk about it when I see you. Go to bed. Let's. So now I was at his house. His parents were both happy to see me and praised me in front of Sidharth (the usual stuff). “Dekh ladka kitna acha hai, kahan tak pahunch gaya padhai mein!” etc. and asked me to sit for dinner. Though they had a good house they preferred to sit on the floor for food as it was traditional.So all of us sat. Till then I didn’t know Bindu was at home. Then they called out Bindu to join us. She was in her room above. I looked at her and felt she had changed a lot. She had. I cut across the courtyard to the Gym block and let myself in to my favourite little place, the second stall, and clicked the latch closed. I'd loosened all the necessary buttons belt and zip and dropped my pants to my knees then laid back on the toilet seat to begin the lunchtime ritual when the outer toilet door squealed open and the hand basin tap gushed water. The sound of splashing water followed by the cranking noise of the hand towel machine and the outer door squealed open and slammed. Dinner was not a very enjoyable one for any of the members of the household. Everyone, starting from the patriarch to all the family members and the house staff, felt sad at the imminent departure of Nihal. Nihal and Sonam sat beside one another, trying to make the most out of the last dinner before departure. The patriarch, surprisingly, came and sat beside her instead of sitting on the one next to Nihal. She took it as a gesture of his love and affection, possibly sympathising with her.