Cyra noticed how Ahmed slowly into a man she no longer could associate with the man he was in Bangalore. It was not sudden but happened slowly. She watched him drift away like the dandelion seeds blown away by a gentle breeze. After months of returning from her home, she had been going through significant changes herself, which she did not imagine she would be doing. She hadn't imagined waking early in the morning and packing breakfast and lunch for her husband while she stayed home waiting for his return.