"You must not be happy to see us in this silent palace of yours, right?", tapping my fingers on the arm of the chair, I stared at the man who sat two feet away from me on the single chair just like me, his one leg on other, eyes on me.

"You never make me happy.",I retorted in a plain tone, my eyes darting back to my wrist, catching a glimpse of my watch.

"Nor i want to-",He paused, i tilted my head a little before giving him a serious look and saw him taking a deep breath, his fingers worked on the arm of the chair and after a few taps on the chair, he stared back at me.

"Look-", he again took a short pause and I stared at him in amusement, hesitant - he was being hesitant.

"I am eager to know which topic has made you this hesitant, Mr Ali.",He narrowed his eyes and straightening his shirt, he uncrossed his legs and pulled himself together as he leaned over with his both hands intertwined together, his eyes on me.