SS 57 Common Love - Page 18

The way you write Nisha, I can so relate to it.
Be it about savy whenever you write about her or about helplessness in case of Appa.
You are amazing.
SoSy kaab publish hogi. I am waiting.
Want it to reach more and mor people.
It's has all ingredients of life.
Anyone would easily get addicted to SoSy.

He watched as she deftly connected the devices, and atpped on the space bar multiple times... she wore pink nail polish he noticed...

"Mr Bhalla?" she called... to R&B
He looked up from his phone and their eyes met for the second timne in two days... Ishita's DRAM whirring furiously wondering WHERE she saw him

R&B refused to have any, but watched what Ishita ate, a strawberry shortbread with a gooey center... a crumb stuck on the side of her lower lip...
longer after the cookie and tea was gone...her tongue darted out as an afterthought... like she deliberately waited 3 minutes and 17 seconds to savor that one last crumb
His eyes followed it on its terminal journey... and their eyes met for the third time in two days...for a second it seemed to her like she had just eaten her spiral bound note pad... 😳
The oversmart, cocky, under educated "Papaji ka binness MAIN manage karoonga" blue jeans and white shirted Lucifer" is going to cause Mr Goyal's first failure...thought Ishita as she began to grieve... and yanked the projector cord off her imac...pissed...

Feeling nostalgic there fights then we're just too much
👏

Congratz Rockerz Putti...keep it coming with baby pics, jokes, informative articles

I was thinking about what a match and mismatch in Social Styles do to a relationship.
There's a match between Appa and Bala and a total mismatch between Appa and the dude.
And the dependent variable is likeability. 😃 .
And this likeability / non likeability that we feel towards such individuals colours our vision and perceptions on their actions.
The feelings mutual here, You can't change them but if we are compelled to coexist as in the case of the dude and Appa, there has to be a coping mechanism which one could call it as tolerance too towards each other.

I was thinking about II not going to visit periappa. we dread change and are resistant to it both personal and professional.
An inertia ,kind of sets in. Periappa has been II's coping mechanism / her Man Friday if I may say so.
She needs to find a a new coping mechanism soon to handle his absence in times to come.

Originally posted by: shidin0117

Congratz Rockerz Putti...keep it coming with baby pics, jokes, informative articles

Thanks Shilpa Sri n Pritee...
This place gives so much of peace...
Trust you are having good time with Cuties... 😉

I am off to update special index...

Was something lined up on Nisha's calendar. We are past our normal update time.
Nisha my bedtime story please.

Originally posted by: Errantnomad

Putti,you rock 😳

Thanks Kalpana 😊

Wheels of Fortune

Bala sighed audibly

"Its never a good time Mama"
Appa nodded and smiled as an after thought

"tannayum ariyama nee ennai Appa sollitte teriyumo?" (u addressed me as Appa) Appa cleared his throat


"U are one" Bala said quietly


"How are Amma Appa? Did u tell them?" Mr Iyer asked

"Hmmm... varutha padraa.. hmmm" (they are sad too) Bala sighed

"I remember when you came to see our Vandita, ur father asked u to seek the blessings of Anna" Appa smiled

Bala nodded

"Subbu did not like Anna... or rather, Subbu's parents" Appa was still stuck on an unpleasant time

"That chapter is closed Mama" Bala reminded him sharply


Appa grunted... a part of him... oh! almost the whole of him still unwilling to accept a Punjabi boy for Ishita

"Ishita seems very happy" Bala reminded nobly


"In the first year what is there to be unhappy say I say? Every body is happy. roaming around, going to hotel... adukulla oru kozhandaya kuduthuttan (he made her pregnant)" Appa squirmed uncomfortably


"He is very good with kids Mama" Bala defended R&B

"We all love kids, who will do all the work? Only her only no?" Appa ranted in broken English

"She will be fine" Bala said somberly

"Hmmm... he is not even here... ur MIL claims the car was sent by him" Appa blurted

"Which car?" Bala asked

"Last night when Janaki dropped her from the hospital, Vandu kept my old car, so Janaki and her returned by auto, their driver was there, with a Mercedes" Appa charged

Bala's expression changed a bit... "Oh! thats very nice" he said, staring at the presswala boy ringing his cycle bell as he weaved through pedestrian traffic down below

"People are important Bala, not things" Appa said firmly

"He lives in Paris" Bala felt the, now familiar, sharp poke of envy.

"yes yes... the world knows that" Appa agreed

"Avalukkellam Mercedes ellam tanni patta paadu Mama" (For them a Merc is like a cycle rickshaw) he said suppressing his sigh

He could empty out all the college savings they had for Shravu, and yet he would be able barely to afford a used Merc...
a used Merc in India was around Rs. 15 lakhs- 2 crores
Shravu's college would have to be put on hold until he saved up all over again for 15 years...

Last time he checked the Aviva Young Scholar balance, it was not even 15 lakhs, he was investing 1 lakh a year in it...
so at 18 Shravu can get atleast Rs.20 lakhs for his education. Vacations, expensive gadgets and fancy furniture was all out of question

Oh heck, he couldnt buy himself a new car or a Toyota Fortuner van for the baby... many at work had suggested, he go for that, it was 6 seater, perfect for going to Ambala Anna's house

He had imagined himself driving that when he saw commercials on Sun TV at night, while having dinner

Many times when he would look at Vandu and say "Nanna irukku di, stylish a... we shud get this di" (I like the van)

Vandu's eyes would glisten with hope

Shravu would literally stop eating... "appa are we getting it.. please pa... we should get a new car... we can go to
Manali in summer" his eyes would shine like a sparkling 5 rupee coin

"Ethana velai?" Amma would ask long after the commercial would be over

"24-27 lakhs ma" Bala would say

"Appa YOu work in a BANK" shravu would shriek naively

Vandu would scold him and ask him to shut up

"Appa oda FD irukku" Amma would say... since Appa was losing hearing like Kamakshi Athai he wouldnt notice

(U can have appa's CD)

"NO NO..." Vandu would be outraged

"Kozhandai kekarane... 2017 la maturity.. sonna Appa... its only Rs 7 lakhs" (the child is so eager)

"He has bus Amma... and we have a car" Vandu would squash her desire, appearing mature


"U are here early... do u have time off?" Appa rudely interrupted his thoughts

"No... no Mama I just took a couple hours off" "I am going back to work" Bala nodded somberly

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Much to Bally's surprise II arrived at work on Tuesday at Noonish ish after Bala left

She decided she would not apply for the job in her own team
She was too upset to sit home and wait for news about Periappa
She decided to show up for work albeit late

Ritu was happy to see her, why not, a vacation cut short by 4 days would make any manager happy

She noticed II's expensive clothes though, from her last trip to Paris

"New?" she asked

"No... it was in the apartment" Ii mumbled

"U must not know how many clothes u have" Ritu chuckled

"I DO actually... every dupatta, every blouse" II smiled calmly

"Thats great... ofcourse u do, u are an Accountant" Ritu said startled

Ii didnt like the sound of that... she smiled hitting the elevator button to go get coffee from the Perk

What Ritu thought of her didnt matter... in the bigger picture of her life today

Her most favorite person was laying unconscious in a hospital

Petty bickering could wait
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The best thing about festivals is that you have house full of people, doing the same thing all over year after year yet it feels new, filled with all bua's, mausi's, cousins and everyone..10 days of superfun and then suddenly an empty house as usual, but with a hope that the same shall repeat agle saal... Love our customs and traditions.

I would miss all these had I have to live out of home or country... Kudos to all you ladies who live away from family and yet be so productive and do such wonders with your talent.