Temple was noisy and crowded with people. Javed did his best trying to conceal his annoyance with omnipresent smell of spices, flowers and smoke – somehow that combination did not play very well with his senses.

Khushi flew through crowds as if she was a whiff of air… to be really honest she was a really loud and strong-minded whiff who scared away all the people from her way with all the fuss she created.

Anjali was trying to keep up with Khushi which was no easy task – she even took Javed's supporting hand eagerly because there was no way she could move so fast with her bad leg. NK followed in the end, making photos of everything and anything on their path.

Once they've arranged necessary offerings on their silver plates, Anjali rushed to the mandir and stumbled over unsuspecting Javed who was waiting for them close by. Javed's strong hand saved Anjali from falling and situation looked pretty normal – but they still managed to earn Khushi's thrilled giggle.

Javed inquired:

- What's so funny? I hate to miss out on a joke…

Khushi waved her hand in apologetic gesture trying to gulp her giggle away:

- No-no, Javed-ji, I'm not laughing at you, it's just some old memory… - her eyes became dreamy as she turned to Anjali to share the memory itself, - did you know that once Arnav-ji and bumped at each other and he scattered sindoor on my face and my forehead… and later he also gave my some water to drink because I was losing consciousness… and that was all during Teej!

Khushi finished her story with victorious smile heavily implying that they were meant to be since that day. Anjali sighted happily… and Javed groaned softly. Khushi startled:

- Why? What don't you like about our story?

Javed back away seeing how Khushi was not in a mood to be messed with:

- No-no, Khushi-ji, I like your story very much! Especially its outcome! But… - his voice became barely audible, - don't you think this whole deal with occasional splatter of sindoor is a bit… filmy?

His voice – however quiet – still contained a big portion of… ridicule. Javed was making fun of Khushi's filmy romantic memories! That she could not take!

- Yes! Filmy! So what? Don't you like movies, Mr. Khan?

And she went on to demonstrate all the features of modern masala movie in details and different characters - judging by her actions Javed concluded that Khushi had put his present to a good use and learned all Salman Khan's movies by heart. Unfortunately for Javed mandir area was unusually crowded so they had to wait for their queue which gave Khushi enough time to make full-fledged demonstration of "everything filmy".

Javed waited till it was over and responded to her earlier question calmly:

- No, I don't. I believe that our modern cinema gives young people wrong impression on what feelings should be like. Sure, adults realize that all the hand-holding and song-singing is a metaphor for more profound bonds… but youngsters often misunderstand what love, friendship, family is supposed to be like based on what they saw in some romcom.

He shrugged:

- I guess, I'm not against movies per se – I can appreciate sci-fi and adventure movies – but I believe that every film should come with some sort of warning - "none of it is real, this is not all there is to feelings, there's much more". Till then – spare me filmy innuendos, Khushi-ji, if you please.

- But… but… why have you given me that box-set then? – asked Khushi with accusation in her voice as if that gift was a betrayal of his anti-movies statement.

Javed shrugged nonchalantly:

- There is a difference between presenting a loved person with a gift they'd like and liking the gift itself. Do you really think I'm also a big fan of leisure spa then?

Khushi was lost for words and it irked her – she wanted to say something to take down that pleased expression Javed had on his face.

NK detached himself from his camera to say:

- Ok, Khushi-ji, leave it – he was always like this and there is no changing our J! He's the most boring man you will ever know! He doesn't like sports, doesn't go out for parties, you won't find him on the beach with a cocktail in his hands… it's a wonder he was once thought to be Mr. Harvard! This man doesn't know how to relax!

Javed made "pffff" noise and added an objection:

- First of all, I like sports – like Formula I and such… Second of all, there's nothing wrong with relaxing at home with a good book in your hands!

NK chuckled:

- Yeah, bro, you are the same bookworm I met all those years ago! It's a good thing you are handsome, otherwise you'd have real problems with your love life!

Anjali was smiling listening to this bickering but with the notion of Javed's "love life" her heart skipped a beat… was it because she wasn't uncomfortable with this subject in general… or only in reference to Javed?

Javed tried cutting off NK's silly comments on his personality:

- NK-bhai, let's leave my love life at peace and get back to our mandir plans… and you'd get back to your camera where you are less likely to damage my Mr. Harvard image!

NK shook his head quickly and returned to photographing everything around them. Ladies of Raizada pariwar stood up and went to offer their prayers while Javed was scanning the surroundings with worried gaze.

…

- Bro, that software for face recognition you'd bought is seriously awesome! – NK shouted while entering Arnav's office. Even though Arnav was there, NK was in fact addressing Javed who stood up to move a spare chair closer to Arnav's table. He motioned NK to sit and said:

- NK, this assessment is not what we came for! Is there anything else we should know?

NK's shoulders dropped as he nodded and took out a stack of photos from his backpack. He threw them on the table with visible disgust and answered:

- I'm afraid, you were right.

Scattered all over the table where photos with the same prominent face they wouldn't wanna see ever again. Shyam. Who'd followed them to the temple…

- He was there! – Arnav exploded, - What if he'd gotten to Khushi and Di?!

Javed shook his head:

- He wouldn't dare, with me and NK there… but we have a bigger problem in hand.

- And that is? – NK sounded genuinely scared asking this.

- And that is that Shyam is not an idiot and by now he should've figured it out that we are onto him… We may have triggered him into action…