I was having 'quality time at home' which translates to eating my dinner while my father was watching the news channel and my mother working in the kitchen. We have developed this routine from childhood where we don't talk much unless we need to. Nowadays I'm avoiding conversations even more as it'll end up with them mentioning a 'sweet' guy I should meet so that they can discuss the marriage with his parents. I'm now praying for an onsite opportunity so that I can shut up this talk for a while.

"Shuruga blah blah something something in Japanese..." started blasting from my phone. It was the Death Note ringtone which Neha configured in my mobile as her personal caller ID. I know it sounds strange why she should set her tune in another's phone, but that's how Neha is.