Well, my goodness, you do have a lovely glow on your face, Lady Flora. May I ask what has led to this?” Sir PM asked his friend at their usual hangout space inside Horniman Circle Garden, adding, “I mean, you do look wonderful whenever we meet, but there seems to be an extra brightness that I notice today,” quickly correcting himself before he fell into a trap.

“How kind of you to notice, Pheroze. It’s more of an afterglow, actually. I heard from Percy and other sources in Fort that I was quite the talk of the town recently at a book release; respectable members of the cultural and heritage fraternity were praising my restored avatar, and how it made for such a fantastic advertisement for the conservation movement in the city. An author, who had mentioned me in her book, had triggered the discussion, so it was a proud feeling. It’s possibly that news, which is reflecting on my face,” she smiled. Sir PM, always keen to impress his friend with his own exploits, added “That’s wonderful news, My Lady but did you know that there was a celebration from my former bosses a few weeks before?” Lady Flora was taken aback for not being in the know. “For what may I ask?”