‘Even that minor attraction has a name to rivet upon, but this unique happening would remain a nameless memory,’ he sighed at that time. ‘Why not give her a name? Why not I christen her Swapna, the dream one?’ He pondered over the proposition and gave up in the end realizing that even the most evocative name wouldn’t move him since she didn’t lend her voice to it.
While he reached his flat with that reflection, once he hit the pillow, Sandhya reoccupied his mind, ‘Surely there’s something in her that induces a serene desire that’s conducive to peaceable love life. Oh, if only she were to be my wife, how blessed I would be.’
Hoping to make Sandhya his wife and envisaging the charms of a life with her, in time, Raja Rao slept expectantly.