SS 51 Baby Steps to work on 1 - Page 51

Originally posted by: EnVee

For all you know, we may be reading it all wrong!! 😕 We still don't know why she wants to remove it!

Iyer Moms to be have a vallaikaapu and wear plenty of bangles i wore 26 in one and 25 in another still have them stored safely...so the reason could be getting attention from Sam to maybe see if she fights with her brother over choice of II😉

Eagerly waiting for the next update.
All I know is R&B doesn't deserve this mute II 😭 Hecan't erasehis past. he never intentionally made her realize shez not his first.
Poor guy 😭
Ummm we know He won't let her do what she wants 😉 as usual 😳

Ofcourse,She knew this and she did Stand her ground in making it clear to her Appa that it will be only the dude.

But the couple have never addressed the elephant and walked on eggshells around this topic. She not wanting to know cos it will shred her to bits and he not considering it important to talk about it( one off hand comment on Marliese from manny at sam's place sent her reeling in bed and sick for a whole week )
Me thinks , she is emotionally more vulnerable now and now of all times,when she is carrying their baby and the dude unintentionally paraded the elephant, she was not expecting this and even Ranjanji's care is making her wary , if he would hv behaved the same with the other girls .

May be, as she is going thru changes in metabolism and harmones,her emotions are see sawing , and her vulnerability is causing the upheaval and upsetting her balance enough in considering to remove her choora that she guarded with all her heart .

Now with all of us stretching ourselves, Imagine if her response to the dude is ' yes, it's causing me stretch marks.'. Stretch marks on her wrist

😆 . I am cracking myself up here thinking you can't put anything past her.The dude will be scratching his head more .
Ok this is three much. I better stop here.

Originally posted by: kalviswes

Thanks for the awesome updates Nisha!!! I love the way you have written II as hurt and upset about R&B's prior relationships. I am not surprised that she is sensitive about it---she is from a conservative, middle class background. The fact she had a physical relationship with Subbu is something that is pretty unusual I would think. Having a husband who didn't have 1 or 2 partners but into the double digits can be pretty disheartening?

While I get everyone saying II knew about the prior relationships that R&B had, II is newly pregnant and emotionally pretty fragile right now. Her hormones are probably all over the place-she has a difficult boss who is not supportive about her domestic situation. True R&B has put her first, but he also dropped his shares and left soon after to return to Paris. Yes, he asked her to go with him, but he knew that her commitments were many and it would not be easy for her to leave them abruptly. She is not the kind to quit her job and her family and live off of R&B no matter how tempted she is.

Kala

If she married to Sree she would have quit and gone to US na..
How many husbands agree with wives to give part of income to her family after marriage...
Was it possible with Subbu?
Did he force her to go Paris?
Did he force her to leave the job?
She knew he has his own company in Paris..
He knew she was engaged to Subbu and had half baked romance with him. May not be equal to 0.1% what he had.. But still..

He agreed for everything... He has past which can't be erased...
Today he has blurted.. Tomorrow Manny, Sam or Tan can blurt unknowingly.. Then what she will do?

Now with all of us stretching ourselves, Imagine if her response to the dude is ' yes, it's causing me stretch marks.'. Stretch marks on her wrist


Kalpana
If reason is the strech mark.. She should never allow him to touch her 😉
You know what I am saying...

Originally posted by: putti77

Kala

If she married to Sree she would have quit and gone to US na..
How many husbands agree with wives to give part of income to her family after marriage...
Was it possible with Subbu?
Did he force her to go Paris?
Did he force her to leave the job?
She knew he has his own company in Paris..
He knew she was engaged to Subbu and had half baked romance with him. May not be equal to 0.1% what he had.. But still..

He agreed for everything... He has past which can't be erased...
Today he has blurted.. Tomorrow Manny, Sam or Tan can blurt unknowingly.. Then what she will do?

Originally posted by: putti77

Now with all of us stretching ourselves, Imagine if her response to the dude is ' yes, it's causing me stretch marks.'. Stretch marks on her wrist


Kalpana
If reason is the strech mark.. She should never allow him to touch her 😉
You know what I am saying...

putti, no stretch marks on her wrist. That was just one of my mad moments crazy to think like that 😆

Originally posted by: Errantnomad

putti, no stretch marks on her wrist. That was just one of my mad moments crazy to think like that 😆

😆 😆

Nisha will make us mad..
But make couple lovvy dovvy in next..
😆 😃 😆

Courtesy Nammu

The longest conversation they've EVER HAD. Ummm I think everyone around needs this #flashback.
ENJOY!! 😳

"Lets go for a walk" he said
she quickly wiped her tears and dabbed it on her pallu... walking away again...
"Dad is here" she said
"Oh?" he said
He steered her to lead, she followed out the door... arm around her waist... they made a gorgeous couple, tall lanky guy slender girl in a saree... they walked out towards Moti Bagh the street was quiet and well lit
"He Did not know where you went" II said treading softly

He didnt respond...
"He thought Paris" she said
"I go there usually" R&B muttered
(So Dad's guess is right)
"I told him you didnt go to Paris" II WAS STUCK ON IT
"Thats fine" he said
"Did Sam know you were going to Geneva?" Ii asked
"No" he said softly
"Only I did"
"II" he interrupted WHATS THE POINT tone
"Ummm... Appa goes somewhere I would tell all my friends... he went to Singapore for a training for three weeks once and once to Nigeria when he worked in Industry Minitsry"
He held her elbow and pulled her closer allowing a biker to pass.. she looked up instinctively not knowing that... until the biker rang his bell
She gently extricated her elbow... he allowed it...
"I never travel for work... pretty dull" Ii said
"Cant be dull" YOU FIGHT WITH ME tone
"I dont go to a country a day" II said further realizing the humungous chasm that divided them.
"But you sing" he said
"U are just trying to be nice" II said
"Thanks" he said half smiling...
She smacked him soundly
He rubbed himself, grabbing that hand... and holding it
"I dont play golf" she said
"U cook paranthas"
"I dont play tennis" she said
"U draw that art work outside the front door"
"there is no championship for it" II was grumpy
He smiled fully
"Will u be gone long" she asked softly after a longish pause as they let a bunch of cars honk angrily at each other
"For what?" he asked
"On trips? Ive never stayed alone, agar u know... Mr Ranjan... I mean ur I mean Dad bhi chaley gaye to?"
"U can visit Sam" he said
"Umm... I dont... I havent ever..."
"Stayed over at hers?" he asked completing her sentence
"U are right... I only stay at Akka's... once a week or once every two weeks"
He didnt tell her he planned to return to Paris shortly...
"Did u win a lot at tennis?" she asked
"Some"
"Quantify" she urged

"6? 7 tournaments?"
"Did u kiss the cup?" she giggled
He nodded smiling
"I put Shravu in tennis lessons starting last month... will u I mean when u can will u show him how?"
"Wont you be afraid I might steal him?"
"I will be watching" she had it all figured out
"I might demand "camps" "Guys only" he used her hand for air quotes
"Thats not fair" II said
"Nope" he agreed
The walked quietly for a few blocks... with him it came easy... he didnt say much, he had left his ear phones at home
"Should I learn French?" she asked "I dont know any foriegn language, ek bhi nahi"
He squeezed her hand gently
Pausing near a humungous chambal tree, in full bloom... he urged her to step back she did and leaned on it

"I could teach you" he said
"French?' she asked
"And tennis" he said...
"I cant afford you" she said huskily
"U could sing for me" he said softly his eyes on her lips... as it quivered at the barter idea

"A song for tennis and a song for French?" she asked
He looked at her working the mental Math...
"Would it be a song a class or a song every week or every month?"

She wanted more details, the full picture...
"Or if I did a extra session of tennis some weekend?" he amused himself at her expense
"Oh ya that... phir to mujhe roz gaana padega,(I will end up singing everyday) not that I dont, actually I dont I only sing during the weekends,
Amma is always upset I dont practice enough, the fact is whenever she forces me to sing I dont want to, have you ever felt like that? when someone asks you to do something
particularly your Mom, I mean... Dad.. (realzing BOTH were wrong choices) (she shook her head vigorously) u know... when Appa says dont drive after 10 PM, i feel this strange compulsion to do it"
She giggled softly

He stared quietly, almost ogling, they stood under the chambal tree, the blooms were tiny white flowers all over,
almost looked like the tree was lit up as the cars passed on the street throwing headlight beams on it

"Your Appa told me I must make you practice every day" he said rocking on the balls of his feet, hands in pockets...
"Ayyoyo! Really?" II grumbled... "He KNOWS I dont practice every day, how can he say that? I agree I cant, I am not even home until 8 or 9 usually"
"I hope u can be home earlier than that" he goaded her
She blushed... instead
"Only if you promise to get off the phone" she said inaudibly
"When my parents force me to do something I dont want to" she quickly changed topic, flustered and nervous under his gaze
" U shouldnt"

"Stop singing?" she asked horrified HOW COULD I? ITS MY WHOLE BEING
He had a "I rest my case" look

"Will it bother you if I sang in... one of the upstairs rooms?" "Your...I mean the floor where you live?" she asked quivering
He smiled his half smile..
"Is there a pooja room? U know, like my house?" proud
He nodded
"OH? I can sing there" she agreed with herself resting her doubts all by herself
"U can sing wherever II" he said
"U didnt answer my qusetion though, did u rebel?" she asked
His face turned serious, she probably wasnt going to like the answer... he didnt want to say it
Rebellion in his society revolved around trying drugs, or smoking or having sex in the back of the car, or speeding while drunk, or making out with two girls at the same time
"Not much, I had curfew, at 10 on weeknights during high school, that would be close"

"TEN? TEN?" "shravu's is 8:30, on Sundays he usually breaks it, mine was 8 since KV started early... HEY your school started too, how did u wake up when when u went to bed at 10? she chattered like a bird
Going from limb to limb to limb, she moved from topic to topic all in the same breath
Her eyes were the sparkliest he had ever seen night or day... they glowed brilliant, her lashes were always moist and shiny
"Exactly, thats what they worried about" R&B said
"So? Did u miss school? Were you tardy/late? I wouldnt go in until 9 or 10 of they let me stay up like that,
good I am an Iyer, I wouldnt be able to complete school otherwise
If I went with Amma I could get a car ride, otherwise in high school it was mostly buses, and Sector 12 to Andrews Ganj is
theoretically one road, but South Ex killed me every morning... I would barely make it some morning,
since Amma is a teacher some teacher would snitch as she saw me fly through the gates, bus avlav daan dino sanygaalam (thats it every evening)
(she switched to Tamil like he would get it) I would get creamed. Moral of the story is NEVER be born to a teacher, never go to the same school where Amma teaches"

THERE! She was done now...
He saw her chest heave... as she let go of the held up breath. He was going to love her monologs he already knew... visually and content wise
She excited him beyond belief...

"Understood" he nodded