The ad-man left his land of sweet tender coconuts and secret beaches to come to Bangalore. One evening sated on Led Zeppelin, great food and blessed whisky, he pondered the tides of time. He suddenly realized that a new series of adventures awaited him and a smirk unknowingly slipped out of him. His friend, the banker announced that dinner had reached. They sat in the shade of the lamp, broke bread, sipped wine and swapped stories of the day.