Descendant's Duty
"Trehaan didnt look thrilled but was too smug to let it show
"Arey tayaji ko saari detail maloom hai tu subah baat kar lena" he shifted in his seat
"I bet he does... I am just curious how you got Maruti to agree on this vendor? They have a list of vendors for fuel injection pumps this company is not on it" R&B said
"Only from 2016... until 2015 they were the "biggest supplier" Trehaan was not happy
"Thats a moot point when the OEM says dont deal with a company we dont"he said blandly stretching his mile long legs on the tan leather couch
"Well until last year OEM yaane Maruti ke sabse favorite mein se tha yeh... humne bas set kar diya Tayaji ka supply"
"U ordered parts from a vendor that no longer manufactures it... and yet got paid more than what legitimate suppliers on Maruti's list entitled to get paid"
"Dekh tujhe jitni fiqar hai na us se zyaada fiqar mujhe aur Samar nu haiga..." he slipped to Punjabi in frustration
R&B was pissed
"Enough to get your self a cut" he muttered
Trehaan stood up "Tujhe jo kehna hai na keh le... meri dealing Tayaji naal haiga... tere paas to time nahi hai... jis bande nu Paris se lautan di fursat nai os de naal main tey gallan nai karanaga" he slammed R&B
"I think u shud cancel the order for 7 years worth of injection pumps... I dont think Excelsior should be carrying million units of redundant inventory from a company that no longer makes it" R&B said sipping his ice cold water
"Uski permission main Tayaji se loonga... dekh bhai workshop ki jimmewari mere tey Samar kol haiga... tu beech mein gallan na kareen"
The rustic punjabi coupled with the generous use of "tu" pissed R&B off
"I can make the call to Fusion, and they can take back their inventory" R&B said smugly
"Ek second ruk... Tayaji nu bulawan" he hissed
Ranjan was gone by then
Trehaan stood in R&B's doorway when he returned, theatrically
"Aagar Tayaji di inni fiqar haigi... " he stopped
He cudnt bring himself to say " return to Excelsior and take over'
That wud be catastrophic to him his Dad and his brother
He carefully checked himself and said
"Agar inni fiqar haigi tey... tuannu bechna nai chaida si... apna hissa..." he said not hiding a smile
R&B emptied the half frozen bottle of water
Mrs Sagar appeared to pick his coffee mug up
The coffe had gone cold
"Can I have have Julianna's number please?" he asked Mrs Sagar
She nodded and walked out and brought back a post it
He returned home at 10 ish
Ranjan sat on the swing holding his daughter
She leapt like a baby cheetah
He hugged and cuddled and inhaled
She wore a pink towelling robe with a hoodie
Smelled like II's soap
Her hair was in 4 braids all over her head
He kissed her cheeks and rubbed the bruises
And handed her back
'Trehaan naal ki kaam tha?" he asked
"Nothing... big really" he said
II brought Ranjan's thali Mahavir brought a jug of lassi
It was a warm Feb night
Nivi frantically shook her anklet clad feet wanting to stick her feet into the yogurt
II wore her hair in a top knot
Orange kurta and a offwhite chudidar
She looked preoccupied
"U wont eat bhindi no?" she asked
"NO!!" he looked confused
"Onakku he made tinda (for u) or there is fish leftover I think" she said
"Dad aapko dega yeh fish?" she asked
Ranjan shook his head
"Na jee puttarjee... achar laayin" he said eating somberly
"ENNACHU?" she asked R&B
ranjan ate quietly
R&B walked with cooing to his daughter "Mahavir Sam Adams plz" he said softly
"Chache ne bulaya tujhe?" Ranjan quizzed
"Nope" he said
"Fuel injection waale se kya baat hui, 4 text aaye uske" Ranjan chewed with a mouthful
"He brought liquidation sale inventory at 90% markdown, after Maruti took them off their supplier list so I canceled the order and put the pallets back on return" he said
Ranjan was aghast!
II went back to the kitchen and brought another phulka and a empty thali for R&B
II caught the last part of R&B's careless admission... and didnt know how to react
He handed his daughter back to his Dad and went in to wash up
II wandered back in
"WHAT HAPPENED?" she asked
He pinned her on the lounge wall across from the Monet and felt her moist from sweat cold pink cheeks, thankfully Ranjan's sat on the swing facing the compound wall of the house
And gently bend down and kissed her, she went on her toes until she realized she was supposed to be upset over Sam hijacking Nivi
She moaned and pulled away
"Umm...Nothing" he said letting himself into the "powder room" to wash up before dinner
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