ONE OF THE WALLS IN the room was covered with stickers of several kinds. The floor there was cluttered with all kinds of electric cables and lights covered with a metal mesh. The first thing I saw upon entering the room was the portrait on the right wall. It was a customized changeable picture with a black background that I had made after I had returned from Paris, taking inspiration from the painting I had seen while roaming to nowhere. I remembered how pleased Ayaan was when I had handed it over to him.
“What do you think has happened? I was taking a shower when you called. Came rushing here at the very instant! I Had decided to take bath after four days and could not even clean properly. Man, I would have to do it all over again, splashing and rubbing. It’s so disgusting. Ugh!” I o
