She was equally desperate to see him after a decade. He got married and left with his NRI wife to distant lands. He was coming back today and had shown interest to see her. She was single and worked as a professor in the fine arts college. They had planned not to meet in their common city but somewhere else. She chose a place near the hills and booked a homestay for just two of them.

She went to the homestay two days before the meeting day with her huge canvases and painting colors and brushes. It was a perfect time to spend on her passion with the memories of her lover. She drew some intimate moments often biting her lip with a wine glass in her hand. She worked day and night and finished four huge paintings. "Vocation and vacation! Wow!" she thought to herself before sleeping with a smile on her lips.

Next morning, she woke up and loaded the pantry with essential items, filled the refrigerator with greens and stocked the liquor of their liking. Everything seemed perfect. She had butterflies in her stomach. She stood in front of the full length mirror, looked at her grey streaks, wrinkles on forehead, near eyes and lips. She didn't feel...