He looked at the things in the drawer of his table, the things that she forgot during her visits to his room – a wooden bangle, a large ear stud, a vaseline tube, an eyeliner bottle. He packed these trivias and dropped  them in the garbage can outside the house. He did not realise that he still carried the bus ticket that she used as a book mark in his book on Kural, and a browned jasmine flower pressed accidentally between the pages.