Once upon a time there was a happily married couple living along with their kid. As usual the couple used to fight with each other, argue for nonsense, used to care each other a lot and used to love a lot....

Abhiram X software techie, now he is a full time professor of Mathematics in a College and part time gardener in their nursery which was developed by his father around their old fashioned big house. Jankee is sober, educated house wife she was also X software techie, X model and beautiful odyssey, bharat-natyam and kathakali dancer. Nowadays she is always busy in the gardening, development of plants in the same nursery to respect her in-laws and also because of their forced economic condition. Their dream the eight year old kid Rutwick was very sharp and was understanding very well on how to react to the different tones, moods of the parents and he used to spend his time in playing football, after coming back from the school. Manytimes, when Ritwick becomes angry or helpless he used to kick the football to the compound wall  till Abhiram joins him or Jankee informs him to water the plants.

That family was having another dream, to start a dance school. Now the mixed reactions were developed about this project within both the famililes, friends,relatives etc. Cause from past five-six years they were not able to convert their dream into reality because of one or the other reason. Some times over support, extra caution of family, over reaction or untimely feedback of friends, underestimation of person/s they met accidently and even sometimes wrong presentation in front of correct person and vice versa.

On their tenth marriage anniversary both of them forgot their anniversary day and sufficiently fight with each other and started blaming each other for the Dance School. When the hungry Rutwick told them to stop for a while and asked them to take him for dinner outside or give him their work card (just like Sodesho or such similar meal passes) so that he can bring tiffen for them. Abhiram and Jankee looked at each other disgust and  went with Rutwick for dinner. After the finish of the dinner when Rutwick gave them ten chocolates they realized that today is their tenth anniversary. Jankee was almost broken and Abhiram realized self humiliation and hug Rutwick, just like he used to hug his father.

In the night Abhiram apologized Jankee and asked her to forgive him, Jankee said how come you are responsible when Global Warming had given us this gift, actually I should apologise you as I did strongly ruled out your point of global warming in our college debeate, breaking her point Abhiram said yes honey and your warning bell of Civil war was ignored by all of us at that time. Every women is always cautious about every sort of war as she is the first and final victim of every war played in the society by the society of the society.

The innocent Rutwick could not understood what they mean and was happy to see them together and asked them what are you talking about pappu and mom! What is global warming and Civil Wars !! How are they related with each other and why could not we stopped it or nobody attempted to stop were they like ghosts or wild beasts like dinosaures!!! Did the global warming gave me you as my gift and Civil wars took away my biological parents. And then what was happened with my sister Nandinee which was also your bilogical daughter.

Jankee and Abhiram looked at each other, though Jankee was collapsed she did not showed it on her face, she smilingly took Ritwick and told him lets go to the kitchen and have the warm milk and pappu will prepare the bed for us. Tomorrow is Saturday, you have to wakeup early and have to go to school, and she turned towards Kitchen.

Silently, Ritwick said sorry with his eyes to Abhiram and started following Jankee mechanically. Abhiram was looking at Ritwick's back and Abhiram entered into the bedroom unknowingly, looked at the outside dark from the empty window and prepared the bed, again started looking at the dark from the window. He was awakened only when Jankee put her hand on his shoulder and looked into his eyes. He said, "Oh yes, it's very late night, we have to wakeup early morning tomorrow." She was about to turn, Abhiram said, wait, and combed the garlend of Jasmine (Mogra) and Cestrum Nocturnum (Rat Rani) in her long, black, brownish hairs.

To be continued...