Hurt
"She should know" Prakash said quietly after Trisha went inside
"Do you have the courage?"
"i have the courage to say it but not the courage to watch her reaction"
Rao teared up and sniffled
"Nobody wants to be tricked" Prakash said quietly
"She is in no way connected to that incident. I called the police when they started roughing up Praveen. the boy that assaulted Praveen's wife was so stoned he didnt even realize what he had done."
"You added Sanchet's name to the FIR" rao looked at him admiringly
"If he had stopped serving liqor and walked them out I would have been proud of him" he shook his hands helplessly "But no.. he poured and poured with complete disregard"
"They were throwing money at him" Rao defended him
"All around horrific... money, alcohol, brawl, assault, crying young lady, drugs" Prakash was breathless even now, reminiscing.
"And after all those years, it has grown arms and legs and touched Trisha's life" Rao Anna was still stunned
Prakash nodded
"this girl has not known anything, not learned anything to be worldly wise. Why should she have gone there? I mean why? There was so many choices,
banks for loans,... well there werent other choices I guess... only that one. But begging banks for loans would have never landed her in this mess"
"how was she to know"
"exactly... innocent kid... too caring too clueless"
"Atleast she is free now, he let her go" Rao Anna grunted
"yes.. she is safe... Udupi Krishna has helped" he teared up
"You sent the folder, you rejected the plan." Rao reminded
"Umm.. yes" Prakash wasnt too chirpy
"what is bothering you Prakash?"
"Umm.. nothing"
"Something is..."
"I find Trisha spiritless"
Rao lowered his gaze with a guilty look
"Youve noticed it too?" Prakash was very perceptive
"You think he hurt her some way?" Rao asked
"Or.. he didnt.. AT ALL?" Prakash demanded softly
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"I am serious I dont have any pictures" Ashvin chuckled laying back on the couch
leela sat on the floor wearing skimpy cut off shorts anda white tee chewing gum
"Your imaginary wife didnt really exist"
"she did"
"You chained her up and tortured her?" she asked grimly
"You think I would do that?"
"You MARRIED her you umm... ummm... jerk" she swallowed
ashvin nodded sadly
"i mean WHO DOES THAT?"
Ashvin sat up "What are you, my mother?"
"Oh no... Ma would approve of all this skulduggery... she somehow wants you to get that top spot in Dadu's mind"
"Well, he knows, and she knows... I am done" "Get up kiddo lets go out"
"I dont want to go out with a guy that held some poor country hick captive"
"she was NOT a country hick" Ashvin was really pissed now
"Well... she is from Ullal?" "whatever dude!!" smarting from the retort
"Why? because she wasnt genetically engineered in some plastic surgeon's office
to look like every other vain 28 year old on the streets of Delhi And yet are so desperately disturbingly miserable?" visibly hurt at his sister's opinion
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