Part 213 B 27th October 2012
Friday
KC Part 3
8 ish AM
K: Aap kya khaayenge Dad?
S: Kya banaya beta tumne?
K: Lots of food, rice, dal, pooris, paneer, gobi...
S smiles... "You love to cook"
K:Jee!
He dials home and hands her the phone, its Dadi, she blesses her fave grand DIL, she sounds happy and healthy.
She asks if Sunil is packing her in his suitcase to bring with him
Khanak says "Dadi bags were not big enough"
D: Main kisi ko jaanti hoon he travels with extra large bags
Her heart races, she blushes "Kahan hai woh?"
D:Apne kamre mein, main baat nahi karwa sakti Sunil's orders beta.
K: Kyon Dadi?
D:Woh chahta hai ki Shaan tumhe apne aap call kare (worried)
K:Woh nahi karenge Dadi
Sunil is in the shower...
K: Dadi jab woh Mumbai jaate hain, to bahut busy ho jaate hain, mujhe call nahi karte.
D: thats exactly why he should call you. You are his wife...
K: Jee!
D: Tumse kaise koi lad sakta hai beta?
K:Thanks I love you!
D: Say it to the brat!
She smiles nervously
D: Your gift is on its way... Did Sunil give you his?
K:Umm..mmm
D: Well Madhavi got you and Khushboo similar jewelry, some platinum thing...
K:Mujhe itna mehanga?
D: I dont want to hear you talk like that beta.
She pacifies Dadi with a sincere apology, Dadi gets another call, they hang up
She walks into her room, goes to her neatly organized closet and finds a ornate carved box. The box he sent with her pictures the very first time... the note card still stuck on the case...
She opens it to reveal her black beaded mangal sootra, and the one set in a gold chain, and a tiny silk pouch contained her toe rings and another one with her engagement ring...and the gold sindoor container sat at the bottom...
Feels everything with nervous fingers... picks it up and smells it...it smells like roses...
Feels stolen, feels like its not hers, feels like she must hide it where ever she found it...
The ornate box almost slips from her hand... she holds it tight... hugging it... stares at her reflection in the 6 foot tall mirror.😳😳
Edited by aditee - 13 years ago