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After hanging out at some tourist destinations of Zurich, Roli and Siddhant steps in to an Indian restaurant in a street near to their stay. Roli wasn't so keen of foreign food and continentals and so though Sid loved it, he chose to select an Indian restaurant for dinner. The hotel stood out as a typical representation of Indian culture and architecture in Switzerland. Roli admires the crystal strings that hung from the ceiling and the beautiful Mughal paintings that adorned the walls. "it's a superb spot Siddhantji...see that mirror painting...lovely na...' Roli asks as she points to a painting on their left. "Not as much as you...' says Sid dreamily as he admires Roli's face in the amber and blue lights of the restaurant. Roli just looks away to another painting to ignore his comment as Sid smirked mischievously.
Having occupied a desolate spot partially hid by pallid curtains, Sid kept starting at Roli as she enjoyed the soft Sufi music and performances. He and Roli stood at opposite poles in taste; when he loved western culture and its simplicity, she is a devotee of the Indian ethnicity. But somewhere, he is really enjoying their 'unity in diversity' and so is she. Sid slowly forwards his hand to hold hers lovingly. Roli meets his eyes and suddenly the waiter comes, making her pull her hand off from him. the du keeps silence until the waiter had laid their desk, and once he leaves doing it, Sid quickly holds back Roli's palm. "He's such an idiot!! Got no time sense!!!' he curses the waiter making Roli chuckle. "It was we who ordered the food...' she reminds trying to hide her smile. "Oh really?' asks Sid as he admires her thoroughly. "Siddhantji...what're you doing? Don't stare like that...' Roli hisses under her breath. "I'll...Doesn't matter...' says Sid as he presses her hand. "Siddhantji...its you who don't have time sense now...Please...We're in public...' she reminds for the second time during a single day. "I hope I have given you the reply this evening...' says Sid smiling. Roli sighs accepting her defeat. "So let's eat...here my dear wife...' says Sid scooping a spoonful of kheer and stuffing it to Roli's mouth. Roli manages without the kheer dripping out of her mouth and gulps it down quickly. "It's dessert...' she says. "So what...anyway, we have to finish the whole thing...So doesn't matter if I feed it to you at first or last...' Sid invents a reason which shuts Roli. Sid pushes the kheer bowl to Roli and opens his mouth signing Roli to feed him. Roli smiles, gets the spoon and starts feeding him as he keeps staring at her. Roli is also happy with it; she loves how he looks at her and the special feeling she gets when he's around. the dinner passes with so much of bliss and special moments for them t keep in their hearts forever. .
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