"We will take it slow. I want our story to start like my parents' did." It was then, Rohit dropped the bomb.

Rohit's words took me to some wonderland where I could hardly realise our little scooty trip. What can a fresh beginning be like? 'Hello, my name is Rohit; Hello, my name is Hira."? Or will it be to start like friends from the very point and forget our feuds? What will it be like? Will Rohit respect my profession; will he appreciate my work; will I be able to laugh at those jokes which I now think cruel, nasty? Will I be able to take all his comments sportingly? Most importantly, will we ever be 'soul mates', like they say in novels where Rohit doesn't have to speak about his problems but I will understand, where just by looking at my face he will know I need to gathered? Till now I thought these things won't really happen in my marriage, but now... But what if its another prank? What if after the vacation gets over, he says all this was to impress my parents? What the hell. I don't understand why does he even plan to impress my parents? They are already impressed! If anyone has to be impressed, it's me. And Rohit is doing exactly opposite to it. Increasing my aversion towards him.

Oooooiiii! "Sorry..." He grinned apologetically for his suddenly applying break. Shrugging him off I got down of the scooter. And it was then I looked at the surrounding. We are at the Mandavi riverside. What are we doing at the riverside when the sea coast is just a few kilometres away? Hell, we were staying at Colva beach, and came so far at Panaji for this river. Why?

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Rohit scratched his head as his words buzzed in the surrounding. What did he just say? My god! Um.. really, I have no idea what does it exactly mean but it made him blush as well as excited! He yelled once again repeating those words.

"HAV TUJO MOG KORTA"

I kept staring at him, as he jumped around. He is indeed a gorilla. Not just by those hideous jungle all over his body, but his actions today! Clapping, jumping, and swirling around. He repeated those words again. What does it mean by the way? Why is he getting so excited? Wherrrrr.....

"Where are you taking me?" I finally breathed settling on the stool, in front of the hut he brought me.

"Hav tujo mog korta." He grinned, clapping.

What the! But what? wait, wait. What is it? Three men arrived in sailor like dresses, followed by three women in typical tunic type dress. Everyone, very colourful. And then a guy came, in casual dress with a cart. Bowing to Rohit, he smiled. Rohit greeted back. "Pleased to meet you madam. I am Robin." He bowed to me, and I kept gawking at him like an idiot. What's going on? I looked at Rohit searching answers, but he was too happy even to notice my confusion.

"Please follow me."

And I was again dragged by Rohit. Next moment I find myself on a small speed boat. Boating? At night time? Seriously? "Rohit.." "Sshhh... hav tujo mog korta." He grinned. Ugh! Once more he says, I don't care whatever it means but I will surely strangulate him. "Rohit!" I glared. "Hav tujjoooo." And before he could complete I pressed his mouth. "If you love your life, you won't say it again." I warned. Eiwww.... What the fuck! He licked my palm. Chhii! And before another drama could start, Robin ignited the engine of the speed boat. Dipping my hand in the river, I washed my hand. I can't believe, he actually licked my palm. Nasty! But where the hell are we going?

"Robin..."

"Yes, Madam."

"Where are we going?"

He looked at Rohit, who suddenly became very interested in the stars and moon, and went deaf.

After ten minutes, he anchored the boat to a cruise. Rohit tugged my hand, and we climbed the stairs. And my eyes went out of their socket.

What a scenery! I always knew the Arabian Sea to be a exotic beauty, but I had no idea about the Mandavi river could be this beautiful. And the cruise, my god. I felt as if I was in some fairyland. Till now, my darling husband a spoke no wards to other than that strange 'hav tujo mog korta.' See, I remember it even. But what is all this? Where are our parents? How come they are missing such a delight? Suddenly I was grabbed from behind, "hav tujo mog korta..." That's it. I sprang around, and went shocked! I and Rohit were the only people on the deck. Where is Robin? And what's that sound? And then I realised, Robin is leaving us, on this cruise. But why?

"Enough Rohit! Will you stop beating around the bush, and tell me exactly what is going on? Where is ma-baba-Trisha ma-Rangon Baba? Who are these people? What are we doing in this cruise, in this dead of night?"

"Hav tujo mog korta."