His hands were tracing shapes on her hand, following valleys and plains on her little palm. He had been so engrossed in his thoughts that he hadn't noticed that she had reduced the volume of the TV.
"I'm feeling sad," she started.

"Huh?" He hadn't caught any of her words that had floated in the air, registering as mere shapeless sounds in his mind.

"I said I'm feeling sad," she reiterated.

"என்னை கொஞ்சுங்க அப்டிங்குறதுக்கு இது codeword ஆ?"

"I'm being serious," she grabbed her hand back from his.

"சரி, கதை சொல்ல போறியா?"

Scrunching up her eyes in mock anger, she ignored his teasing and continued, "நான் சொல்லி முடிக்குற வரை interrupt பண்ணக்கூடாது சொல்லிட்டேன்,"

"ம்ம்ம் சொல்லலாமா இல்ல அதுவும் disturbance ஆ?"

"Don't be childish," she uttered and continued, "I went down to my brother's place that day right..." Now, she turned at him pointedly.

"ம்ம்ம்" he smiled.