"You dont think he is serious?" Sharanbir looked at Mandira piercingly
He sat nursing a drink in the giant living room balcony looking out at the thinning traffic
Bangalore evenings were everything natives described
"Umm pata nahi... I hope not" Mandira mumbled
"U think there is no attraction?" he asked
"She shrugged carelessly as if the existence of such a thing was ridiculous
"I mean think about it Papaji"
"U think he went through the trouble of patching up with her and bringing her back all to spite me?"
Mandira looked a lil flustered
"Umm.. I mean... he hardly knows her, she is a student, a simple girl, has family financial issues"
"Vishwas knew less about you when u married him
Mandira's eyes took on a sad expression, she nodded tearing up
"U loved him and he loved you"
"LOVE" she corrected him through raspy voice
Sharanbir swallowed trying hard to speak
"Aaj kal kahan Papaji"
"Uh... hmmm.. u think youngsters are not capable of love?"
"They might be but, it doesnt look old fashioned or straight forward" she lamented the loss of simpler days
"So its not love?" he asked thoughtfully
"I hope he is happy or will be" she insisted
"Kinne din tussi... how much longer do u plan to arrange his life?" he asked
She lowered her gaze
For as long as I live she thought
"Aapke wajah se woh yoon hai, ya aap uske wajah se yoon ho?" he asked
"Its like he ran into traffic ten years ago while I was watching and barely made it alive, so everytime he opens the front door I cannot help but watch" she said sadly
"Dilli rehkar kiwen hoyega yeh kaam?" he asked reasonably
She shook her head
"There must be something between the two" he said with faraway gaze
"she is attractive... she is simple... she has a unique fashion sense, she is very strong" Mandira listed as if she had it all memorized
"Huh" Sharanbir let his gaze rove her face
"Leela is younger... but have you noticed the innocence in Trisha's face?"
Sharanbir nodded confidently
"She looks very pristine... like she just walked out of the ocean"
"Small town puttar... simple life u know"
"Aap Rachit ke liye usko soch rahe hain?" Mandira felt a dash of envy
Though she didnt like the girl as a DIL, she didnt want her son's "thing" to be snatched
"Mere kayi soch haingey ne puttar" he said cryptically not revealing anything
"rachit and Ashvin are friends... he is not going to like it"
"Onaan di marji poochhan main?" he asked mocking if he shud beg Ashvin for permission before taking Trisha away
"she is with him today na"
"Woh gal sahi haigi" Sharanbir gulped down his drink
"How is her father?"
"I dont know pappaji... Ashvin naal gall karo tussi" she said hoping he wud talk to her son
"Its her father I will ask Ms Shanbag" he grinned
"u like saying her last name?" she smiled nervously
"she emailed me... emails me with that name only" he laughed out loud
"Since ur car is gone tomorrow, u can have mine" Ashvin peeked and offered his car to his grandpa
"Ms Shanbag suggested?" he poked his grandson mischievously
He relaxed now... letting go of the serious expression from a minute ago
"i will laugh, if thats what u expected" Ashvin shrugged carelessly
"where is ms shanbag?" he asked
"She is on the phone, talking to friends" he said firmly
"she does not want to talk with u?"
"Another joke? U expect me to smile?"
"Oh no... no.. I am asking a serious question puttar" he said
"If I say yes she hates talking to me, I will give u what u are looking for, not sure why you constantly need reinforcement that you are superior,
if I say no she does love talking to me, your task of disentangling her from here and handing her over to Rachit will get harder"
Sharanbir looked at him coolly crossing his arms over his head on the lounge chair
"I am going to go to bed" he told his Mom bending down and kissing her cheek
"In your own room?" he poked
"Umm.. yes... if u dont mind... and no I dont need any advice on exercising my conjugal rights" he nodded
"He can argue!!" Sharanbir said admiringly, his eyes sparkling with love
"Beta kinka hai" Mandira said nodding with pride