“No, I mean, when we’re talking amongst ourselves, we call our university ‘school’. You don’t do that?”
And from that moment, one thing led to another, and they were quickly drawn into a conversation of “in your country, in our country” and didn’t even notice they had been walking around the garden almost arm in arm.
Bibi asked him. “Vat’s dat scar on your cheek?”
He joked, “I had this scrap with a real tiger.”
“Va-at? With a real one?” she said, scared. “And you’re still alive? But, where does the tiger live now? He’s alive?”
“I think he’s alive although I’m not sure. I was lucky that I’m a leo, otherwise that could have ended in tears.” Arslan pulled a mournful expression, but then, laughing, added, “Then again, it’s possible that without crying, you won’t get anywhere in any case,
