‘How well you’ve put it,’ he said, pressing her hand. ‘You right you are about our dear.’
‘And love can be the failing,’ she said looking at him fondly, ‘of the divine even.’
‘But, only those who are in love would realize that,’ he said patting her affectionately.
‘It’s not that I’m being good and all, but I feel our union is indeed great. I realized that, on that D-Day, that August day, even as I was desperate in having you to have a feel of sexual love,’ she said, reminiscing about their first night’s togetherness,
‘Oh! Roopa!’ exclaimed Raja Rao. ‘Wasn’t that day as much a Divine Day as it was the Deliverance Day?’