See you on the next wave - Page 46

Posted: 6 years ago
If she registers at the Bangalore University...the journey too and from Kengeri, she might resort to taking the metro...might get stranded in a bus or train station...others might notice her looks and like the way II getting lost and found, Trisha being found by the dark knight would be very interesting to explore their journey towards each other.. 
When waiting for updates and rereading older ones the mind goes berserk.
Posted: 6 years ago
Aanus generosity to feed anyone unmindful of the wallet thickness must have earned him a great deal of  good will and blessings. What if Ashwin gets to hear some praise of Any will he then ponder over the decade long curses he has scripted and his plotting to dessimate the old man through the contract marriage!
Posted: 6 years ago
Names of businesses

"You said I was free to go and come?" she questioned
"I also said I HATE cats" he was angry

She looked up at him alarmed

"I am sorry I didnt say that. But I hate cats. " he stopped

"I wont bring him home" she promised

"trisha, can you tell me when you are planning a trip again?" he waved at her asking her to stop

She nodded quietly

"I will tell you when I am going to be gone?" he offered

She nodded fighting the lump in her throat

"i am sorry I was upset" she mumbled

"Oh I understand" he smirked reminding himself of how ticked he was at not finding her on Monday evening

she didnt ask him where he went though he wished she would.

He doesnt pay for my trip or my food
So he shouldnt worry where I go and how long I am gone

I should remember to be "cool" about his disappearance.

He showered and changed and watched TV, she slept to the  comfortable sounds of the distant TV.

They woke around the same time. He was not a morning person. He needed a shot in the leg to wake up early and get to work.
She was asleep when he was ready for work

There was a knock on the door
It was Prasad with the cat

"Trishaaa" Ashvin hollered

She had never heard that holler before she woke up confused and walked out,

"Your cat's here" Ashvin said as the creature pretended not to look at him, instead slid off his arms and went to his couch and sat down.

They chatted as Ashvin went inside

"I have to thank you for doing this" Prasad said

"I love cats" she declared

"Thats good but still. Can I take you out to dinner as a thank you?" he insisted

"Umm.. I only came two days ago from Ullal" she mumbled

"Sure, take your time, but I owe you a treat"

She nodded and shut the door.

"Why is there so much food?" Ashvin came out

"Umm.. you didnt let the lady know" she said

"I texted her" he said frustrated

"You dont eat at home?" he asked

She shook her head gently  "I sometimes make my  food"

"But I thought we went over this in the prenup" he challenged

"Its OK I dont eat punjabi food everyday"

"Umm.. can you tell her what to cook? what you like to eat?" he asked baffled

"I am OK I can make my food"

"Oh I see that" he blurted

As she tried to fig out what he meant by that pot shot she realized he was referring to her burn scars
"I dont know how to cook restaurant food" she admitted honestly

"You told Chirag you cannot make anything without burning yourself"

"My father makes food sometimes, or brings leftovers. I cook some things" she changed course

"Its covered in the prenup. You should eat at home" he said firmly

"I eat when I am hungry" she argued

"Trisha I  am really not in a mood for arguing" he raised his voice

"I am not arg.."

"We are. Let me know if you want to sit down tonight we can review the pages about food and such" he reminded

"I dont"

"Then please eat" he said blandly

He was unemotional.  Like he was talking to a business partner

Why will she eat? This is like an office to her.

The cat walked over and rubbed its tail on her calf

She picked it up

"You fed the cat" he said

He had noticed the bowl with some leftover soggy spinach, cheese, banana and bread crumbs

"I looked up what people food they eat and gave it some" she said

"I dont care for the cat" he was impatient now

"Its a cute cat. Its big and fluffy. It wanders quietly and sits on my lap and stretches" she explained

How can you hate it?

"Essay over?" he asked

She turned red, a lil amused herself as she realized how her spiel must have sounded

"They dont even bark like dogs or want to be let out 5 times a day" she continued

"trisha... trisha" he begged

"I wont feed the cat if you dont want me to"

"I didnt say that. I dont want to hear nice things about it" he sulked

He turned to go to his room

"There is nobody else to say nice things about" she mumbled chuckling

He turned and froze as he watched her smile wide

"You think so?" he whispered aproaching her

She backed into the wall

the cat raising his head to look at him like "where do you think you are coming now?" look

"I meant you dont have any animals" she whispered.

"ONE cat's enough" he said poking the bloated animal in its belly, it screeched and got off her arms and slithered inside.

She studied that afternoon yanking her mind back to her papers and focussing with difficulty
Not waiting for the phone to ring with Rao Anna's phone call

She called her father, he answered politely and spoke little

When Ashvin returned in the evening, he was with Chirag

The cook didnt show that day.

The men talked about sports cricket, weather and the trip and work

She didnt make coffee today as Chirag told her he was full from lunch

She was in her room until...

Ashvin grabbed some water from the frig all ready to leave

"Are you going to tell me soon" she asked

He turned surprised "About what?"

"You said you will tell me when you go" she reminded

"I meant trips." he said

"OK.. thanks" she said agreeably

"I can tell you when I leave on one condition" he said

"what?"

"You will start eating the food made at home"

"I am not doing it to cause trouble. I dont eat that type of food"

"Then tell the lady what you eat and let her make it for you" he instructed

"We dont have that kind of relationship. I am OK making my food This whole thing is not a real.
There should not be expectations. I only wanted keys (thats why i stayed up)" she told him softly

Her honesty would badger him long afterwards. She was not delusional. She was as aloof inside as she was on the outside.
She was wearing a frilly midi dress in turqoise as she looked up a jar of spice on the shelf she had brought from Ullal.

 He wondered if her favorite color was blue also. She stopped nervously leaning on the frig hoping he would pass by her

"I can see you can make your food. You have been" he said quietly approaching her 

"Dont feel obliged to take care of me" she muttered
They stood less than a foot from each other. He was ready for his evening. No socks sperry feet and folded denim and a white shirt.
He didnt know what it was but she had a distinct scent. It had begun to arouse him the last few hours... OK may be few days...

"I wont" he promised softly, his tone unconvincing even to his own ears.

"this is all business" she clarified  waving her hands with one holding the jar
trying to convince herself.

"Oh business relationships have expectations too" he said grabbing her jar and holding it up high above his head.

"Ashwinnn!!!" she screeched going on her toes and trying to smack it down with her fingers, hoping to grab it back.
She said it with a "W" sound, everyone that knew him said it with a V sound.
She jumped up and yanked her jar down by pulling on it, he would then return it to her.


he would channel that name calling late into the night, that night. 



Edited by Nisha0604 - 6 years ago
Posted: 6 years ago
The argument over the cat and food and keys the mention of the terms and conditions of the prenup treating it as if it were a partnership deed...the description of the dress she wore...noticing the colour preference, the scent that enticed, the pot shot and insistence that she start instructing the cook...how endearingly beautiful like the slow pace of settling down of a new bride in her husbands's home in an arranged marriage.
The morning Raga is a ragamalika today ...loved it and the music shall linger...
Posted: 6 years ago
I hear Hariharan's Konjanaal Poru Thalaivaa in the BGM as i ponder over the update...and by the way does MJ grin like a Cheshire Cat?
Posted: 6 years ago
They have started communicating... good deal !
Food fights ! Cat fights ! Human fights 🤣

Hollering each other's names !

Super NishaaaEdited by jaschick - 6 years ago
Posted: 6 years ago
Hollering the name in very distinct ways too...setting them apart from others.😉
Posted: 6 years ago
Nice one Dee. 
Now they are able to speak. 
Its matter of time 
Posted: 6 years ago
That CAT ðŸ¤£
I like how he is progressing
He was the one to make a rule now he  is beeaking any rule.
I like...i like...
Aage sunao na
Posted: 6 years ago
The CAT- it's out of the bag for her - she's lonely. and it certainly got his tongue- her unflinching honesty. It's all about the CAT Mano ya na Mano.

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