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Mishal Raheja as Dutta Patil

Fettered Affection ~ Chapter 7

"thinking too precisely on the event"..Shakespeare

Against the faint drone of the air conditioner, sat Naku facing the glare of her computer screen in her designated space. Bob from behind his centrally placed managerial desk watched her as he flicked his eraser backed pencil between his pointer finger and thumb. It was hard to ignore, her sharply featured face ,her usual short bangs in mid parting today were austerely yet becomingly gripped backed from her smooth fair forehead by pins.Her stately slender neck framed in a burnt sienna high collared sedate fitted shirt. Bob's lips stretched in a smile as he placed his pencil down on the desk , and he called out to her eventually,"ummh Nakusha , can I have a quick word please?"He watched her move towards him as she fixed her veil and finally she sat down her green doe eyes wide and alert to answer to his beckoning. His blue eyes looked at her green ones ,and in a matter of fact tone he commented, "look I have been watching you for the past ten minutes , and you have been staring at the screen of your pc without blinking an eye lid,"he paused and Naku replied defensively, "with due respect Bob, has it occurred to you that I might have been reading a text," Bob leaned forward in her direction,"reading?a blank screen Nakusha.. come on out with it! spill it I have known you long enough to recognize your body language .. the vacant and the occupied look, they didn't just give me the manager's job for nuttin'"he laughed.Naku looked across to him,"no you're right Bob I do have one of my rehab case on my mind," she admitted. Bob, bowed his head,"now let me guess it's that widow's son ,the ex-con, is it not?.Naku tried but failed in suppressing her flush that crept up her throat , neck and finally to her face. Bob noticed, it was hard not to as he studied her intently , but preferred as an employer to maintain professionalism, "why have you come across a spot of bother with him? I gathered from looking at your reports on him things are ticking away fine with him.. have things changed with him in any way?, he asked directly. Naku , composed now, briefed her boss, "well Bob things have changed, I heard from his friend that he has packed his job in, also he told the psychologist the same". Bob, nodded, "look the man has the right to do that, nowhere in the book of law does it say he can't quit his work , I mean Nakusha , may be the guy doesn't like what he's doing.. I don't know ..exclaimed Bob , slightly highly strung.. and then after a while he checked Nakusha's dazed faced ,and added.."well did you ask him the reason..?Nakusha, restrained her snigger," I did Bob and.."she kept quiet and Bob went,"well what is then?",Nakusha, giggled, "well Bob to tell you the truth.. it's because the boss's wife was his ex..and she was making passes at him"Bob's mouth gaped ,"what? I don't believe this Nakusha! this man is demented who the hell does he think he is? some eye candy for the fair sexes! honestly, if it was me I'd make hay while the sun shines!" he rubbed his palms. Naku let her guard down and with immediate effect blurted, "no Bob, he's not that sort of a man.."and Bob interrupted ,"what sort Nakusha? how would you know.. or do you know him well enough? "Bob interrogated... and before she responded he continued,"ummh Nakusha , I have noticed that at the mention of this chap ,the colour does rise in your face, ummh do you fancy him ? you can tell me.. actually no.. I don't want to know, all I want to do is remind you that a link up with clients is usually frowned upon".. he griped. Nakusha, frowned and hissed,"with due respect Bob ,I beg to differ with your opinion, no I do not fancy the man ,he is just another client as you put it! and Bob I would like to protest ,that I find this quite insulting as a woman , what say you to the fact , that I could quite easily hand in my resignation ,seeing that I too am like him, being pressurised in a situation which is totally and utterly hypothetical.."she complained. Bob, taken aback by her outburst , stood up and walked towards her and knew best not to rest his hand on her shoulder ,as it may be termed as harassment, cleared his throat and did what was required, "look Nakusha, I am sorry , do forgive me ,ummh I got a bit carried away.. you see I think of you as a mate too , but you are right I am at fault, spinning yarns..".Nakusha bowed her head and widened her doe eyes at him, "ok Bob you are the boss, I said my piece ,for which I am well within my rights.. and you tendered an apology , so fair and square.. and she moved her head as if to move on and continued," now with regards to you staying calm about his unemployed status , my main concern is exactly the opposite, I am concerned, wouldn't want to see him jobless for long, and it's not that he will be short of wages, but it's for too much time on his hands," she explained and Bob, jested," yes, like an idle mind is the devil's workshop as the saying goes". She ignored his remark as flippant but failed to dismiss fears about Dutta Patil, and pleaded, "Bob couldn't we give him a job here ?,Bob looked at her, "are you crazy Nakusha, the man has no formal higher educational qualifications, pray tell me what could he do here, be a runner?" seeing that Nakusha looked puzzled he explained, "meaning a person who does odd jobs like posting office mail, bringing tea and sandwiches for staff at lunch time, transfer goods like important by hand soft ware etc, to our sister branches.. that's the only one I can think of, "offered Bob. Naku over joyed said,"I'll take it,!" Bob looked at her amused, "you'll take it ? but you don't even know that he'll accept it". Naku persisted, "oh you don't worry about that, he'll take it, I bend his elbow" she chirped with confidence.. and Bob, turned to her, "that's fine you try, but have to say Nakusha, you worry about him too much, I know you are his rehab officer , but I do feel you mollycoddle him.. look he's a grown man, he is capable of looking after himself, give him his own space, let him make choices , perhaps make mistakes, so he can learn and perchance emerge stronger then he already is.. give it a thought". Naku heard with sobriety all that her boss outlined, but had to say her piece, "you are correct Bob, but in his case, he has just come out of prison, if you read his notes from Supriya, you will now that he has other underlying issues too, so Bob a person like him who is vulnerable, a bit more so than the others .. I do tend to look out for him", she reasoned. Bob, smiled at her, "I tell you what Nakusha you need to trust him, that he won't become way ward ,and will stick to the straight and the narrow"...he paused and then added ,"meanwhile give him my proposition to work here. .ok take your lunch break now" he suggested..

Naku sipped her tea and battled about trusting him.. yes.. that's what it narrowed down to. Bob was probably correct in bringing it up, for she would never own up to such an issue.. She nearly burned her lip and in angst not at the singe but at her undue interest in Saab's person.. she reasoned who was he to her , nothing ,bar a man she supports with the umbrella of rehab.. Bob's words came back to her, absolutely not did she fancy him and he her... but her eyes sparked up as she gulped chaie, would be a hoot to check out this boss ke biwi jis ko Saab pasand kerte thain.. she flared her nostrils a bit, as she looked at her reflection in the cup of tea and deduced ab mujhe se tu sundar nehi ho sakte.. and she nearly giggled at her school girl preoccupation ,and sniffed as she stood up , what's it to her any way jaise bhi ho Saab ke ex, she Naku should mind her own business ,besides she took a deep breath, it's over and done with.. both past and present. She gathered her wits about herself and moved on.. well the task she had on her hands presently was to talk to him about the job ,that Bob had mentioned, and she pouted her lower lip and thought.. haan I do look out for him tu?

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AS, after ablution stood before the Ganpati murti and arranged and lit fresh incense sticks and carried out her devotion keeping her children, and their welfare in mind..she was disturbed by slight movement behind her and slowly she reeled around only to see a reclined Baji at her feet.She placed her hands to bless his head ,but concern gripped her,"Baji tum dono kam pe nehi ja raho ho aaj? she asked dreading ..Dutta, in faded old creased kurta pyjama came down the stairs, he yawned and briskly covered his big mouth. AS looked at him lovingly, and then she waited for Baji's reponse,"nehi woh AS, hum nehi gaye woh"fumbled Baji ..till Dutta fed up came and stood before his mother as he pushed his sleeves up till his elbows ,folded his arms, and began in a guttural voice," haan baat yeh hai us garage mein se kam choor diya hain .. maine .."Roops who was getting ready for work stopped midway, "but kyun Bhao? mujhe laga you like it there?"Dutta stopped her and raised his finger at her and glared at Baji at his cowardice, and carried on,"us Seth ke biwi mera jaan ke peeche pare hoi the.. besarmee pe uttar aye the!"he roared.. and AS raised her hands to her ears and said,oh Bappa! kya zamana ah gaye hai woh chorri abhi bhi Dutta ke peeche hai.. shukar hai Dutta tuna kam choor diya".. she looked approvingly at her son.. and he raised his palm at her face,"bas! haan Aye main apne baap ke theran neech nehi hoon jo.. biwi baache hote hoi dossere aurat ko pakar loon..!he said as he choked at the words.. Roops came to his side and kissed his cheek.. "Bhao you did the right thing.. mera Bhao so cute na! har lardki peeche lag jati hai!" she teased and Baji smiled shyly ,with his hand to the side of his head.. but Baji studied AS's troubled face.. it said it all and loss of income was not the fear that reflected on her face.. it was more so how fast can this situation would be rectified ..he walked towards her and Dutta watched AS's good son gather her shoulders in the protection of his arm," dheko ,AS ap tension maat lo, hum aaj he interview ke liye ja rahe hain.."and Dutta chipped in , as he palmed his cheek, "haan car ke showroom mein interview hai.. jis mein jackpot nikalne ka koi chance nehi ,wohe thuri se mazdoori ju pura nehi kar sakte humari bare khawishien"..he rattled, AS turned to him affectionately,"humari koi khwashien nehi Dutta, bas humra baache kush rehein, humari ankhoon ke samna rehien, ye hum chatien hain aur kuch nehin",Dutta folded his arms slanted his head and looked at his mother with his honest admission,"maagar mera kawab bahut hain, aur unhe pura karne ke main than le hai! chahe kuch bhi ho", AS replied with a severe look,"chaiye thujhe dobara jail bhi jana par jaye Dutta?? aagar aisa hoya tu hum mar he jayen ge Dutta !she moved closer to him and gripped his shoulders, and looked up into his lowered narrow eyes,"abhi tu itna bara nehi hoya ke hum thujhe koi bhi kam kerne se phele rok ne saka, suna tune?..she shook his shoulders and he looked helplessly into her eyes.. silently, and Roops turned to Baji "so cute na?"and Baji's welled up eyes looked at her as he bowed his head quietly ..his spirit cried out.. gala laga le AS ko Dutta..of course he didn't but instead mumbled,"kuch nehi hoga mujhe AS, ab bekar ke chinta kerti hain".. he assured gently and she delayed her hold on his broad taut shoulders, and strained emotionally he looked at Baji and asked, kitna baje jana hai? and he gently released himself from his mother's hold.AS let go of him and looked on lovingly at his broad kurta clad back ,as he made way towards Baji.Yes, a million prayers of thanks rang in her heart..blessed day! her son spoke to her courteously...

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Razors.. showroom.. displayed the unlit neon sign stretched across the transparent hexagonal frame held together in true state of the arts style with galvanised white PVC steel, that crisscrossed, diagonally at strategic points. Such was the exterior of the show room.. Baji's eyes popped out as they scoured the building,"kya, jagga hai Bhao! ekdum sau volt ka chatka!" Dutta jerked his mate's shoulder,"aye Baji mau tu band kar, ek dum paji dekhta hai.. kya hai imrat hai aacha hai , ab is se mera kismat kaise chamke ge that's all Iam intersted in ,making big money ,and I suggest you too look out for that maal!" reminded Dutta as they neared the entrance. Once inside, they checked out the interior of the showroom.. Up in his posh office with mod con plastic red and white , slim line snazzy furniture and fibre glass tall dome shaped lamp shades .. sat Jeera in a red satin shirt , black skinny jeans eyeing curiously the ccc tv camera.. following these two canidates move.. he turned to his hefty, curly haired right hand man Shabir.. "huumh tu yehe hai Dutta.. shakal se he Bhao dekhta hai.. akar hai salla mein.. jeb khali pun attitude hai.. check out his eyes they shift restlessly like an animal on route for a kill! aaandd chaal dekh Shabir slow steady and laid back jaise he is a lion on the prowl... looks like he is not overly impressed by my pad.. dossera ko dekh har cheez ka jayeeza le raha hai".. Jeera stopped and chuckled, and then carried on ,"dekh car ko ise haat lagata hai jaise mehbooba ke kamer ko".. much amused Jeera watched through his screens.. Baji looked around at the cars, red ,blue black.. and at the double storied interior.. flashy spanking new cars shone under countless mixed small medium, and large spotlights that studded the hung brilliant white ceiling of the showroom.. Both upper and lower stories displayed white portly vertical columns that accentuated the impressive showroom.. Dutta looked around for reception and found it and tapped Baji on the shoulder ,"chaal let's find out about the interview". The miss at reception, smart and crisp looked at these two jean clad and shirt sleeved men who appeared far from being candidates for a show room sales personnel and more of lay abouts. Dutta put off by her condescending manner, demanded "jaga batoa ge interview ke, ya humra huliya check karo ge?" Before she replied apologetically, "undono ko upar behj do Pari" sounded off Shabir from the first story balcony ,and beckoned Dutta and Baji upstairs, "ah jao tum dono uppar , Bhai uppar mila ga".Baji turned to Dutta,"Bhai!? ab ye salla brudder kaun hain? and ye palla hoi birru kaun hai? .Dutta unconcerned, climbed the white metal spiral stairs that led to the second floor, with a curt reply" ju bhi hain pata chal jaye ga, bolana wala tu hoga koi chamcha type ,is brudder ka..". Dutta, jerked his head to Baji much amused when he saw Shabir at the door.. "told you didn't I Baji.. this hefty guy must be brudder ka side kick"..

They entered only to be welcomed by this young sleazy, brushed back hair like a holly wood fifties heart throb.. he sat with signet ringed fingers around a whiskey tumbler , on seeing the man he had his eye set on he nodded his head and delivered a wide smile.."haan come in you two.. and looked at Dutta ,"tumhara matalaq tu I have heard loads of bombastic things.."Dutta stood before this character, his arms held behind his back,"phir tu tum ne ye bhi suna hoga ke jail mera ghar tha kafi arza tak, what else you have heard about me mostly bad , is also true.. so cut the chase woh kam karo jis ke liye bulaiya hai, mujhe aur bhi kam hein".Dutta said irritated with pleasantries. The few sycophants around Jeera looked flabbergasted at the outlandish manner of this candidate.. and in reflex, Shabir very apparently palmed the pistol tucked in his belt. Jeera sided his head to his right hand man," stay cool Shabir, I like the guy's style, doesn't mince his words.."and he turned to Dutta and continued," shall I tell you kya suna hai maine tera bare mein? well I'eve heard, you are loyal, hard working, committed but mujhe ju sab se ziyaada pasand hai, woh hai tera gussa Dutta , that will be the key to your success", complimented Jeera, and Dutta brought his hands forward and folded them across his chest ,and with a slanted head, he replied coldly, "pun thumhe ye nehi pata tu sun lo, mujhe flatu baat kerne wale logon kam pasand hain! now this is pure waste of time you telling me things about myself that I already know.." he retorted. Baji sided his head towards his Bhao,"ab yeh bhi bata diya Dutta ne sab ko ke kitna bara yehra hai pani mein reh kar magarmach se baer".Jeera it seemed derived a kick from Dutta's direct remarks which disconcerted his menials around him. For once a man the same age as him, young, hot blooded and arrogant excited him, Dutta was intrepid and that would be advantageous for his business in the long run.."ok relax you two ,would you like a drink? Chivas Regal hai, finest for the finest.. woh glass loa Shabir"he ordered. Dutta raised his palm and declined," dekho. ummh , tumhara tu name bhi nehi pata mujhe" he paused. Jeera, smiled,"opps sorry Dutta batana bhol gaya thought you knew.. mera name hai Jeera Blade"!, Dutta rolled his eyes and looked the other way and mused,..jaise cartoon dekhta hai waise he joker nama name bhi salla ka... and slowly revolved his stiff neck towards the speaker,"Nehin main anjaan logon ke saath peena peelana nehi kerta, aur jahan naukari kerni hai wahan tu bilkul bhi nehin"!he firmed up. Jeera still badgered on, "dekho Dutta hum nein tu tumhe apna mana hai , ab tum bhi humien apna samjho"..but he could feel may be he was beginning to grovel at Dutta's feet so he quit his invitation to further melting the ice between them and decided to start the interview.."ok, tell me then kya jante ho tum karon ke barre mein?",Dutta looked at him with sarcastic contracted eyes, "it seems to me your informers didn't tell you ke main garage mein kam kerta tha, kal tak..tu car ko uppar se neeche tak I know about inside out! jack, pliers, spanner, gasket se le kar spark plugs ke bare mein sab janakari hai , aur gare ko chabi ke bagher kaise start kerna hai that to I know! brakes ko pass ya fail karna sab mera bien haat ka khel hai ,"he relayed bored as he pulled his mouth right down from one side of his stubble chin. Baji guffawed, only to be glared into silence by Dutta.. but he continued to speak for his Bhao,"aree ummh ,and Shabir said "Bhaiya je bol!, Baji looked at Dutta, who nodded once,"dekho, Bhaiye je, yun samjhe lo ke har car ,kisi bhi colour, model ye umar ke ho Dutta ke mehbooba hai, uske har purza se waqaf hai Dutta," confirmed Baji ..Jeera was getting fed up of their prattle and he said impatiently, "ok you two now tell me salesman ke naukeri ke bare mein kya jante ho tum?..Baji jumped in,"maal baechina hai, kaise taise! bas aur kiya , haan tip top kapre pehan ke!", and Dutta chipped in,"ummh customer ko phansa ke rekhna hai ,jaise bhi ho uske paisa par nazar rekho,.. uska paisa he tumhara paisa buna ga..ummh woh kya kethe hain commission, customer ke kamzoori ko dhoondo aur phir nishana tan lol!he said calmy..Jeera perked up at Dutta's cold answer ,and threw in a spanner to test Dutta further, "so would you negotiate the price of the car for a sale Dutta?"Dutta yanked his head to one side ,"maal bechna ka liye, dam upar neeche kar na bhi ho tu main kare ga, but will recover my money elsewhere.. woh kiya haina will consider the offering price of the customer, but recover the loss by selling other, parts cover to the customer.. so you see the main motive is to make money at all costs not to lose it.."he reasoned. Jeera flattened his palms on the red desk before him, and asked the final question,"why do you want this job?..Dutta thought and replied, "well I can't say that I want it desperately, my main motive is to earn money big money, here I know I will slog my guts off and maal kuch bhi nehin buna , but apne family ko kushi dena ke liye I'll work.. but mere ek sharat hai ke showroom mein mera dost Baji ko bhi kam mile"he demanded. Jeera, nodded, "of course Dutta ,kam dono ko he mile ga mera pas.. ok.. now the truth is I liked both of you, khas kar tum Dutta , you both have what I need.. but I would like to meet you for a second interview.. but this time not here in the showroom ,but at my residence, ye Shabir, tum dono ko inform kare ga, din aur mera ghar ka address.."and he rose to shake hands with the two men. Jeera felt the steel grip of Dutta's palm on his and smiled .. as both Dutta and Baji left..Jeera turned to Shabir,"mujhe pata tha yeh sher Dutta mera kam ka aadmi hai.."

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Both friends walked shoulder to shoulder,and Dutta sided his head towards Baji,"hummh, the guy is young but like me he too has dreams, which to me he wants to share with me.."he reflected aloud. Baji, responded, suspiciously,"mujhe tu ye thek banda nehi legta Bhao," Dutta narrowed his eyes and let his mouth drop,"what does it matter Baji if he sounds shady.. tune he tu bola , money earned fast pace ,has to be done by dealing dangerously , so stop being such a whuss! and be a man Baji be a man!. Baji rolled his eyes as he thought of AS, Roops and Dutta's welfare.. Dutta's mobile rang and they paused at a shop to get bottles of water. Dutta checked his phone and his stubble face curled up in a teeny smirk.. kali gori.. he answered.."haan! bol! and then as like before, there was silence ..that irritated him whilst he waited, and finally she questioned ,"hello Saab?", he rebuked, "dekh Naku tu ne mera number ghumiya hai tu main he bole ga koi aladin ka gene tu nehi bola ga! he yelled.. and then gulped and continued,"bol ab maine kiya kar diya? that you're checking up on me.?"she almost bit her lip and retorted, "why are you being defensive? have I caught you going astray? batao Saab?" he smiled as Baji passed him the plastic water bottle which he twisted between his molars and unscrewed.." no I am very much on the straight and narrow Rehab officer? but it would be nice if you don't breathe down my neck for once.. now tell me why you have rung me? surely not to ask if I have been a good boy?"Naku giggled and that gave him time to mouth the neck of the bottle as he downed some cool refreshing water.Naku gulped and began,"woh Saab, I have good news for you Bob ,he's my boss , well he's offered you a chance to work as a runner in my office.. tu ap interested ho? she questioned excited. He heard, and somewhere inside was pleased to get a job offer and that to from her boss, however, he had his doubts,"phele baat tu ye hai kya? what the hell is a runner? thujhe main trained runner dekhta hoon ju bhaga phiroon pagal ke theran!? dosseri baat tera office mein kam? that means you must have put in a good word for me, so I am being taken on because of you and not on my merits!!" he protested. Naku, flared her nostrils, "listen Saab it's not because of me you're getting this post ,it's because we need a runner in our officer.. and a runner is not how you described..it's a person who does odd jobs, like get people's lunch tea, runs errands!"he intereupted angrily."ayeee lardki tuhje me dabba ye chai wala dekhta hoon bol! thank you very much rekh tu apne naukari apne pas!!!" he hollered.. and Baji sensed the situation and took the phone off Dutta and continued.. as he heard Naku going,"pun Saab ruko tu listen!".."haan Naku main Baji, dekh woh is waqat gussa mein hai let him have some water.. woh kiya haina, I'll tell you we already went for an interview for salesperson at a car showroom.. the man seems interested, he's called us for a second interview, the date has not been set.."and Dutta snatched his phone back,"and miz Rehab officer, it looks promising, might get it both me and Baji, guy seemed interested.. so tere job ke liye thanks but no thanks Naku.. ummn aur stop worrying about me.. hummh?",but soon realized he was a bit off with her, and went ahead and rectified,"ummmh,Naku tune bura tu nehi maniya meri baat ka?.Naku took a deep breath,"nehin Saab, you are probably right, the way I have suggested, does implicate my influence, so I understand,"she accepted, but piled on further unease on him, and he moaned roughly,"good you understand, itne masoom bhi nehi tu!".Naku ignored his patronising tone and continued her prying, "so where is this show room? who owns it?",Dutta flared his nostrils and tightened his grip on the phone, "hainn? why the hell do I need to tell you about the details ? I am not duty bound to you am I? he argued, she got herself together, "you are right Saab you 're not dutybound to me, but I am duty bound to you.. the duty of care . I hope you understand, as such I do need to record the name and address of your employer with whom you are going to start new employment.."Naku clarified. Dutta pacified, nodded his head and responded, dryly "ok ummh showroom ka naam hai Razors.. ummh aur employer ne apna name Jeera Blade batya hai"!.Naku's green eyes nearly popped out at the other end and she nearly screamed but shut her mouth.. and he lowered his eyes shyly and slowly said in a guttural voice,"hass le Naku I can feel your giggles bubbling.."Naku firmed her mouth seriously with eyes that twinkled,"woh Saab now that you mention , tu haan sun ke tu aisa laga ke barber ke dukaan zayeda hai .. show room nehi.."and they both laughed.. and the call ended..

But both knew for sure that the other was not entirely sure of the implications of this employment. Naku was gripped by an unforeseen anxiety for her Saab. The truth was the employers name rang a bell of an unsavoury toll.. didn't sound some how right. Still as Bob had said she has to trust Dutta Patil he is quite rightly old enough to care for himself. Dutta on the other hand knew, although she jested about the names of the showroom and his would be employer.. Naku was one woman , who was not easily dissuaded ,she would continue to keep a scrutiny on his whereabouts and dealings.. and would be anxious for his welfare. He slanted his head and smiled , well he shouldn't give it much thought as its part of her job.. what else could it be other then that?.. he mused.. Baji punctured his thought process,"waise kafi chinta kerti hai Naku teri Bhao? muje lagata hai Naku thujhe pasand kerti hai,"Dutta faced his mate as he chucked his empty plastic bottle in a street bin."kya bola tu Baji? dhamak thek hai tera! woh kyon pasand kare ge mujhe? kam hai uska mera pe nazar rekhna tu , kam kerne de use, aur tu salla nautanki bahut filmy hota ja raha hai jahan koi lardka kardki dekhi un ka yaraana start kara deta hai.. bahut faltu time hai tera pas..! Dutta warned.. but Baji persisted, "pun Bhao ab tu yeh tu manta haina ka woh lardki aache hai? hum sab ko pasand hai" .. and he leaned forward and looked into Dutta's face, aur thujhe bhi pasand hai haina? bol na Bhao? Dutta, slapped his mate's head, and replied with a smile,"thek hai koi khas nehi.. pun haan aacha hai apne kam mein number one..."Baji knew his yehra Bhao would never admit to the real facts.. Dutta, looked at his friend with narrow eyes "tu ghar ja, mujhe docterani ke pas jana hai , before that Naku starts hassling me again bol dena AS se, session over hone ke bad laut aoan ga"..

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For some unknown reason there was a slightly full of himself attitude in Dutta as he made way towards, Dr.Supriya's office.. and he exchanged pleasantries and sat down for the session to commence. Supriya too noticed an air of assurance about him. Interestedly she enquired the reason for his poise. Leaned forward he peered at her,"well had a job interview and have been called for a second interview, and it looks promising.."he reported. Supriya, encouraged by this drive of his asked, "so what makes you think that you have got the job,?", Dutta bowed his head and responded," the guy's body language told me so, the eye contact he gave me ,the things that he said, all gave positive messages.."Supriya nodded and steered him towards another scenario, "ok, Dutta now in situ at home, between your mother and your self, how would you interpret body language, as you put it, hers and yours..?He looked down and then slowly looked up into the distance and spoke in space,"ummh AS's body language is gentle, manner almost beseechingly calming... aur meri body language ,ummh I don't maintain eye contact with her, or reply directly to what is being asked, ummh when I do, it's well thought of to hurt essentially"he confessed. Supariya was pleased that in this successive psychoanalytic approach he now attempted to talk more freely.. although she was tempted to tap his past experiences, she thought it best if she checked his self evaluation presently, how he managed his behaviour and feelings especially related to the faces chart.. "tell me then how your faces chart went? did you in any way find it useful..?"Dutta whipped out a crumbled piece of A-4 size piece of paper she had given him and unfurled it before her and she smiled,to her it seemed a credible mix of faces happy ,angry, sad.. she looked up at him. "tell me about these two happy faces ones.. Dutta?.He curled his mouth keenly in his chair and looked across to her,"yeh first wala , is with my mother, she was concerned about my no job situation, and felt my shoulders.. she chided me, reminded me I was still her son,and she my mother.. ummh tu I looked down assuredly into her eyes, and I could tell straight away that my gesture gave her peace and joy.. and what me change my behaviour towards her was the fact that I could see visually on the emotions chart, that I had only sad or angry faces.. in certain boxes.. on the chart. those were times when I dealt with her, the other angry face is for my ex employers wife, and the happy faces are for moments shared with Baji, Roops, my sister ,and my rehab officer Naku.." Supriya heard and referred back to the other happy face..Dutta explained," this one was today, after my interview, which could have been bad , but because I was already motivated by the happy faces, so was imbued by a degree of calm, sort of pushed positively to succeed ,although my body spoke of being laid back".. he paused and took a deep breath, "so I guess you can say that this faces chart in some way worked for me in the mentioned situations, but whether this manner of task can work always I cannot guarantee.."he declared firmly. Supriya , intently asked him, "so would you say Dutta this talking freely with me, did bring some relief to your problem, of relating to your mother?.."she waited for his response which was a tad delayed... as Dutta being straight cut replied, "talking tu patna nehi..I guess so, but chart was more useful",he clarified. Supriya assessed what he said, and stayed determined to suggest other strategies. She reasoned, with him, "dekho Dutta, other people e,g family can be brought in, in order to improve relationships further with your mum, we can also run paired or group psychotherapy, we could give you simple home environment settings where you have to interact with your mother..,but she would have to be part of this therapy" before she uttered another word, he rasied his palm."je nehin! meri maa yahan nehin aye ge , ummh woh thek hai , mujhe dekh kar yahan,woh bhi ummh pagal hoon jayen ge",he said lightly. Supriya bowed her head and preferred to ignore his silly gibe.."well Dutta we have to explore alternative ways available if needs be, to help you to see yourself and the world around you differently in a more positive light than how you perceived things before", expounded Supriya.. Dutta with a blank look saw that he had no choice,hence nodded but then still added," maagar , I still don't understand this treatment, this talking activities".Supriya put his mind at rest," Dutta this talking through with me is formally what we call collaborative relationship between a patient and psychologist, ummh it's like a therapeutic alliance, where which as I explained to you before, we both work together to help you to achieve your goals.."Dutta..upon reflection, further disclosed..as he intended to show the Dr that he too was capable of mulling things over in his mind and not completely.. devoid of an intelligent thought process , his eyes twinkled as he stared at the floor briefly.."waise I wanted to say that after a few therapy sessions with yourself ,I am beginning to understand that certain situations I can change ,ummh the change is within my power, however there are situations which may not change.. and in that case. I am beginning to see that I as a person need to focus on improving things in my control" he confessed. Supriya couldn't believe that he had calmed down to such an extent that she praised him, "well Dutta it is useful if the patient is an engaged participant in discussion , jaise tum ho, it gives me a chance to assess you along side and tells me also that you understand how and where the treatment plan is going,".He tweaked his stubble as he denoted his slight nervousness. But he still had anxieties.. which he thought fit to raise, with her since she had approved of his interest,"woh mujhe chinta hai , ke behaviour change is tough.. it can revert back to previous traits so what do I then? he asked perplexed. She gave him a smile of big time encouragement, "well Dutta one thing I can vouch for ,keeping your recent past too in mind is that you are a resilient man, and believe me that this same resilience you put in application.Yes Dutta it's true, new perspective and ways of thinking and behaving is difficult.. the key is to practice Dutta, so my brief to you as your psychologist is that you stay mindful especially between sessions, especially when we don't meet.. dekho and take notice of how you react to things, people, in real life and aagar zarrorat pare tu you apply what you have learned here and apply to real life situations, aur ek baat , yes its true it's easy to fall back into old patterns of thought and behaviour.. but Dutta I need to know about your reactions, for those then form the basis for further psychoanalytic sessions".He bowed his square head and affirmed that he understood. She by his body language of his narrow eyes that shifted and large body that agitated on the leather lounge chair, could tell that it was time she stopped the session. She stood up, "ok Dutta, let's call it a day, let me know how you get on at the second interview will you? and I'll see you at the next session, keep me posted "she repeated, and he stood up towering over her sari clad figure,"sure Dr, namaste "and he folded his hands above his headed and left immediately. Outside he thought, maine soocha tha bole ge all good tum ab tekh ho ,end of sessions but ye tu gale he pare gaye hai.. Supriya inside thought but I still haven't cracked him enough to find out the gremlins in him ..to be continued~ Hamlet53 .29.3.13

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Precap: the guy in black skinny jeans, with silver chains with a D hanging out of his right slit front jeans pocket; feet clad in black pointed cowboy ankle boots and black faux leather spur studded jacket, a gold locket with a shoddy pistol pendant around his neck.. stared at Dutta in the lobby..

Belated Holi greetings to all my readers.. hope you had a colourful day with your loved ones.

Also thanks for the chirpy congrats on the thread for 50 pages.. we did it together !have to admit was mighty cheered by them..xxhammie

friends first of all happy holi

hi hammiee

HI Hamlet

👍🏼 Great ud Dutta and Baji go to shabir showroom for a job interview and went well and he asked them to come back for a second one but baji tells dutta something does not feel right and when naku to phoned dutta and asked about the bosses name and address she also felt the same.

Thanks as always have a great weekend take care

Caught up with chapter 6😳. Brilliant update, Hammie.👏

Loved the Duji bonding.

Will read chapter 7 and then comment.

Thanks Pal.

Hi Hammie ji🤗
Wah kya Update hai Hammiee ji 👏👏👏.Really a great update hai😊& you done a well done job ji👏.Loved it. Dutta Baaji bond was awesome.Me Liked Baji's worry about Dutta,AS& Roops and also liked Naku's care& concentration ❤️❤️.Dutta runner...😆.Supriya's approach was really nice.yeah happy face for Baji,Roops & Naku...😊.Precap...That Diggu😡😡😡.Twinkle cool down😆.Its a nice update Hammie ji👍🏼👍🏼.Eagerly waiting for your next update ji😉😉😉.





@ Tamanna rani
Hi Tamanna🤗
WELCOME BACK to the forum😊.Happy to see you again dr😊.Thank god.your net connection is now ok😊.We missed you a lot dr.All of us are waiting for your eye catchy comment😉😉.