Nitin and Varsha were invited to Sulekha’s birthday party. Nitin was ready, dressed in his ‘Sunday best’ while Varsha was still in her nightgown. In the two years that they had been married, she had borne the brunt of running the household, He was ashamed to recall, the many, many times (just like today) when he had treated his “weekend” as sacrosanct and made the most of his time off.