“Go ahead”, she said.

“I don’t understand you. This is not the girl I loved…”, his words ended abruptly. He felt as if he were in the middle of a desert. He did not know how to proceed, and where to.

“Listen Kesav, I love you, please trust me…”, she was trying to convince him. “Kesav, I am the same, I have always been truthful to you”.

He nodded. She was truthful to him, but the truth looked strange. He was thinking, ‘Can there be two different truths? Is there something called a half truth? Is she self conflicting? Can I live with her contradictions?’. He was not ready to speak.

He grabbed a handful of sand from the beach.

His eyes wandered in the blue sky. The clouds taking different shapes. Its water vapor, flying in the wind. It changes shapes when the wind say. He was trying to justify her. He was finding reasons to understand her.

“Kesav, its complicated, human beings are not always logical, no science has ever described human mind”. He lowered his eyes and looked at her. She saw his eyes expressing a mixture of feelings. Now he is trying to solve a contradiction within himself.

‘You cannot step on two boats, it can be one or zero, nothing in between’, he was logical in thinking, that is how he is trained to be, as a doctor of Mathematics.

She stood up and started walking towards the waves. He watched her, as always, she looks very childish. He liked her childishness, and he would explain to her Fermat’s last theorem. She disliked mathematics, but for him she used to listen, with endless curiosity. ‘She was adapting to me, identifying with me’, he thought, ‘but now I have to adapt with her, and it seems very difficult, going against my principles, my ideas and my likings. I cannot deny my principles, and to be with her is to compromise. I cannot be two different persons’. He was slowly realizing, that he is on the verge of a split!

She came back. “What if we agree to disagree?”, kneeling down on the sand, face to face.

“Agree to disagree? Again contradictions? You are always a person of contradictions, how do we agree on things that we disagree?”

“Its simple, we are going to agree that we disagree in certain matters, we have to make sure that we don’t cross each others freedom”.

‘She is talking about freedom. I always wanted her to be mine, childlike, dependant. She is not a child anymore, she is taking her own decisions, she is free…’, he had never thought it before.

“But how far…”, he was skeptical.

“Look Kesav, its you who taught me those Venn Diagrams, the unions and intersections. We will be a union and we will share what we agree, the intersections”.

‘Venn diagrams, sets, circles, when they get closer, more will be the area of intersection’, he was trying to prove her statement, mathematically. ‘Why I am using geometry to prove algebra of sets’, he thought for a moment. ‘Forget it, at least she is trying to apply math in her life, that’s a good sign’.

He forgot the contradictions, lied down on the beach. Up above, in the blue sky, the wind brought two clouds together. Unions and Intersections, in the universal set.