"So do you listen to music?" I asked him. "Of course I do. Who doesn't? Did you think I was some kind of a Tribal?" That made me smile. I was meeting him for the first time and we both found the conversation smooth, with no awkward pauses, as we walked around the beautifully landscaped gardens. Did I mention it was night? Somehow nights always make even the mundane seem enchanting. Ten days later he dedicated a song to me. It was Air Supply's "Every Woman in the world" It's been 20 years now and the song still holds the same magic. It still puts a smile on my face when I hear it. And sometimes, he looks into my eyes and sings it for me :) Pic credits :Narasimha Murthy _______________________________________________________________________ If you like my blog chances are you will like my books too :) Check them out: http://is.gd/preetibooks