The same fellow, stout and having coloured beard with henna came in. Balbeer had a plate in his hands. This time he brought only one plate. “Share the meal between you.” He placed the plate on the floor. Shyam looked at him but he didn’t speak anything. He also looked at Shyam for a moment and turned his back to Shyam. “Can I bum a fag?” Charmi voiced when he went to the door. Balbeer startled and looked back. “I’m gagging for a fag.” Charmi requested. He turned back. He drew a cigarette case from her leather jacket and took a cigarette out