In my experience, hickeys are something that you never plan. They are one of the many outcomes of the infamous ‘heat of the moment’! And so happened with me… one fine evening. One might think I’d be aware of eyes on me, on my metro ride back home (which by the way, takes more than an hour). But I wasn’t. Why? Because I had no idea I was walking around – like the happiest kid on Earth – with a huge hickey on my neck. But this wasn’t it! If the public noticed it, so did my PARENTS! I clearly remember my first ‘talk’ with my mother. Trust me, you don’t want to have that, ever! Long story short, I always carry a scarf in my bag whenever he invites me to ‘come over’ now!