“Go to hell!” he shouted and stomped out of the park. She sat there, in tears. She could never understand why… why did he get irritated so quickly, one minute he was all love, the next minute he was screaming.
She returned home, the night passed on a tear stained pillow.
He started to whistle the minute he was out of the park gate. Two more meters away he was talking on phone, “Are you free janu (darling)? I have two movie tickets…”