"I am so sorry honey that I am again late” This was the 1st thing he could say once he entered home.
“You know what hon; this is not something which is not erratic and now even I am used to it. It’s fine. It hardly affects me now. Any way how was the party? You must have had too much fun that you had forgotten that we had plans?” I was already irritated with this behavior. I mean for how long one can take this over and over.
“No babe, it’s not like that. Let me at least clarify it and give reasoning” and I was all set to hear a new story with so many lies in luminous background. I couldn’t really understand that how much time it would take him to understand that he actually cannot lie to a journalist-to-be as I wouldn’t take any time to find the truth out.
“There was this one bad omen so I could not leave the place early. I had to stay there for longer.” He tried his best to make sense.
I smiled and moved toward kitchen to clean dishes.
“Man, how you always figure out my lies? Hey, you already had food?” He sounded amazed.
“Yeah, I had and now I think I just started knowing you so well.” How predictable things become I thought.