"Anjay , have we been discreet enough to leave Garv at hostel for coaching ?" Monika spoke nervously rubbing her hands , avoiding her husband Anjay's glance . " Monika, wait a minute. What did you say ? we ...no . You need to mould your question .Have you been discreet enough to leave our son Garv at Chandigarh hostel ? It was your sole decision , you were under the influence of your colleagues ,their decisions regarding their offsprings." Anjay spoke while halting at the toll plaza to pay for their return journey to Shimla through Himalayan Express way , Shimla the queen of hills where they had initiated their blissful wedding life seventeen years back. "Why have you suddenly become so sarcastic ? You don't have the slightest of the idea of the excruciating pain l have felt while parting away from Garv." Monika spoke while sniffing a tear. "I didn't intend to comment on you . Actually ,l was not in favour of leaving Garv at the hostel so ...