"Dear Barrister Babu,

Loneliness is a state of mind.
Greetings of the season to you. I have returned back to school. My visit to Tulsipur was extremely fruitful. I could speak to at least 100 women and most of them were willing to attend evening classes. The plan is to first educate them about basic hygiene and sanitation, followed by self care and Home Science. Our women desperately need this! Also, I received immense support from your old friend Soudamini. She and her husband promised to extend their hands and are willing to collaborate in terms of funding. However, all I need now is moral support. I have had my share of setbacks as well. But Batuk was there, guarding and shadowing me as if someone has bribed him to do so. To my surprise, he has turned out to be a decent photographer. I'm sending you two of those clicked by him on Maha Astami.
And ofcourse, Durga Puja was fun. I wore sindoor, not for you but for myself. Hope you won't be disappointed. I'm turning 18 in three months. Right on the day of my graduation to be precise.
I'll extend my stay back in Dehradun one more month before going to Tulsipur one last time. Hope to see you there.

PS: Kshitija, unfortunately, is engaged. Her fiance is mentoring her already. However, she has a brother who seems to be single and probably in need of a mentor. Any suggestions?

Regards,
Bondita"

Anirudh read the letter in one's breath. Such a tease Bondita has become!
But wait... he read the last part again. 'Tulsipur one last time!' Has Bondita already decided her future then?.. Their future. And why would she not. She is a mature independent individual now.
Anirudh took a deep breath as he told himself.
"If Bondita rejects me, which is pretty evident from her letter, I'm going to devote my life entirely to the causes of social welfare. I'll never marry and would embrace celibacy."

He sighed deeply before putting the letter inside the envelope carefully, and took out the two Polaroids send by Bondita.

He looked at the photograph... And looked again... He gasped.
His heart skipped a beat and he felt himself drawn towards the photo.
"Bondita....!! My Goodness." He uttered in utter astonishment.
"What are you! Goddess of my heart."

He pulled out the second photograph and swallowed hard.

After staring at the photos for a good one hour, Anirudh finally got up and said to himself, "You win Bondita. Either I'll live with you or I won't live at all."

Pressing the photographs firmly to his chest, Anirudh called the bearer.

"Thomas, please book me a ticket to India as soon as possible. My wife is graduating school."