This happened many years ago. I was madly in love. They say people do strange things when in love. At that point in life I had never visited a beauty parlour. No make up only ponds powder. No lipstick. A little kajal every now and then. I think some people can relate to that time in the late 70’s. It was a habit for me to meet my boyfriend, every evening without fail. He was the most fashionable person and kept up to date on the latest shirts, shoes, goggles etc. Many girls would give him a second look if he was walking down the street. Whenever I felt his dress sense was off, I would mention it. He would just shrug his shoulders and say “What do you know about fashion”. It was a similar day and he came to pick me up and as I got ready I noticed something amiss but just kept to myself. Climbed on his bike and we went for a short while and then stopped to get something. As I was getting off he said, there was something funny and he could feel the wind blowing into his eyes even though he was wearing goggles. I just looked at him and said, “your goggles does not have lens over one eye”. His face turned funny and he quickly removed it and said “Oh **** The lens should have fallen somewhere, could you not tell me”. I looked at him and said “I thought it was the fashion....” After so many years I still think of this and laugh. Whenever people say something about dating and how things changed after marriage I tell them this story and we laugh. Many years have passed after this and we have come a long way. We got married. I met more number of people. I became more fashionable. My dress sense changed completely, started wearing trousers and jeans. Now a days I am more comfortable wearing jeans than with other Indian clothes. Two years back we moved from Bangalore to Palakkad (Kerala) which is still conservative when it comes to dressing. Women are either in a salwar or their tradition white saree. It has got small hamlets and I stay in one of them. Today I had to go to the hospital. I dressed up like I was in Bangalore and went sporting a trouser and shirt. One more thing is I do not speak Malayalam. I converse with everyone in Tamil of English. So took my token and sat down. Opened my handbag and took out my glasses to read (Bi focal) But however hard I tried I could not read. I removed my glasses and Lo and behold it was missing one lens. I looked around to see if anyone was looking and put my glasses silently in my bag. I laughed and thought the joke had come back to me.