"U dont like idlis, or dosa, Dad wanted both" she complained
"Thats fine, I can have some" he said conciliatorily, he didnt argue, he wasnt sarcastic, he didnt tease
"What took u so long? I texted u twice" she worried
"I was at Sam's, my phone was downstairs" he explained
"u should tell me" she felt a lump in her throat, finally expressing her fear about being worried over his whereabouts
"Its not even 9, II" he explained
"Argue mat karo" she tried to crush his ribs unsuccessfully... holding her breath and then letting go
"Go take a shower, I can bring dinner up" she said
"I can come down" he offered
"Lets go for a walk" she suggested...
He didnt say anything
"Please da" she said
He nodded...
He held her face in his palms and bent down over her..gently rubbing his thumb over her bruised lips, she had chewed on her lower lip in all the worry
"U wore kajal too?" he asked
"I do sometimes, when I want to look like a Iyer chick" she said smiling
He told her about how he complimented Lasya and what she did in response...
"ive never seen her in a braid, photo edutheya?"
"Umm.. no" he shook his head
"Ofcourse not... only you get to see it" she sulked
"We could go to her house after dinner?"
"I will ask Dad" she blurted
AYYYO!! U AND YOUR MOTOR MOUTH
"Sure" he said calmly
She loosened her grip in shock and spoke in an angusihed tone
"I am here for you. Will you please say something?
Yenna kashta padrado on manasu (What agony ur heart must experience)
Oru kozhandaya Amma kittendu pirikara paavam enna nu teriyardu, aana puriyale
(The sin of separating a mother from a child I know but I dont understand it)
Oru pethavaroda vali kannala paathen innikki" (I saw the ache of a father today). Yellam irundum innikki onnume illada oru nelama
(we have everything yet we dont... today)
She stopped abruptly as he stared dumbstruck, not understanding most of what she said
and she finished her essay in her mind
I CAN NEVER UNDERSTAND WHAT IT IS YOU FEEL ABOUT MA. I NEVER WILL.
Why did u do this? How come u never tell me whats going on?
Why couldnt we have gone through life like we did until this morning?
Couldnt u have kept the stock? or atleast the job?" she wanted to ask "Dont u see Dad? How weak and frail he is becoming? How could u do this to him?""
Am I not supposed to feel bad for Dad? Am I supposed to feel happy you sold? Why dont I feel bad for BOTH of u?😭
What am I supposed to feel and do right now?
He has loved me like he loves Sam, and coming to YOU...
I... UMM... I CANNOT FATHOM A MINUTE WITHOUT YOU IN IT. I HAVE FOGGY RECOLLECTION OF LIFE BEFORE NOVEMBER
WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME? IS THIS HOW ITS SUPPOSED TO FEEL?
WHY CANT THINGS BE LIKE THEY WERE BEFORE? I KNOW HOW WE FOUGHT
WHERE WE FOUGHT HOW WE KISSED ME WHEN I CAME INTO RETURN YOUR MONEY.
WHAT HAPPENS TO "US" NOW?
Her moan was audible as she struggled to stay calm suppressing those questions inside her
"Mujhe keh sakte ho tum" she said softly aloud again
"Kya?' he asked, even softer
they looked deeply into each others's eyes
"Umm.. main hoon na yaha... umm.. I mean.. I dont know 90% of the things I claim to know (I just fib my way through life), and occasionally I am a good listener."
He smiled fully at the humor in the innocent admission
"what "occasions"?" 😆he asked his eyes glinting
"Usually Holi Diwali and Pongal" 🤣she said softly her voice quivering, as she tried to smile fighting tears
"Is that it?" he asked with a half smile
"Tumhara Birthday add kar lo"😳 she offered huskily, generous
"Oh! good!" he mocked, exhaling (PHEW!!)😆
He was bent down his hands on her elbows, like he was talking to a child
"whats the 10% you know" he asked logically
"Umm.. u love Sam Adams,turkey sandwich, books and twirling ur hair, u have the least cluttered sink side of any man Ive known"
LIKE SHE WAS PRIYANKA CHOPRA OR KANGNA RANAUT🤣
"Aur Ma" she said her voice severly quivering, her chin trembling like a picture on a speeding car's dashboard.
Two slim rivulets flowed down his eyes😭