La Professoressa is indeed a magical personage; during her time in New Delhi, she and some friends visited the temple of love, the Taj Mahal, and while there, the red head sat upon a bench to rest. Next to her was a newly wed couple and the bride, taking in the hennaed hair woman next to her, made motions asking my beloved to kiss her--on her lips. La Professoressa obliged, as she is wont to do, and her friends captured this complex moment of cultural connections. For good luck, was the most offered explanation and the bride carefully kept her eyes open, so her husband had nothing to fear. I can only wish the young couple all the best and that indeed, on my darling's lips, sat the taste of hope.