Chapter 24I thought that my voyage had come to its end
at the last limit of my power-
that the path before me was closed,
that-provisions were eifiausted and
the time come to take shelter in a silent obscurity.
But I find that thy will knows no end in me.
And when old words die out on the tongue,
new melodies breakforthfrom the heart’
—‘Gitanjali–37’ by Rabindranath Tagore.
‘That was sudden!’ Abhi remarked, watching Mr. Vardhan walk away with Priyam and Manish.
‘And unexpected!’ Aashi added. ‘What would Manish be thinking?’
More than two hours had passed since Abhi and Aashi had stepped out into the party lawn. Fifteen minutes since the sagan ceremony had been over, and just two minutes since Manish had taken hold of Priyam’s hand and made an ardent request.
‘Let’s go and dance
