The two days at Ullal were exactly that to Ashvin, experiencing Mr Shanbag's indifference. He was almost servile, he got the best table at dinner 2nd and 3rd night
He got the first cup of coffee every morning, and he got the best serving of whole pomfret fry, the head
Trisha was eager to please, she made sure his water bottle was always chilled, she whispered instructions to Manjunath about how he liked his rice
She refused to let him do any dishes at night, always staying back to clean up and lock up with Rao Anna
The 3rd night when Leela chose to stay home and chat with friends he walked back with Mr Shanbag
they dodged families huddled around tiny makeshift bonfires, he tossed back cheap plastic beach balls back to the kids, and smiled and declined cotton candy and fried peanuts
the scents were tantalizing even to his full stomach
"I have told her to come whenever she can" he began the conversation
Prakash looked at him blandly
"i dont speak any Konkani" he said nervously
"I know English" Prakash nodded
"I know the circumstances were not the best" he mumbled tucking his hands into his pockets
His Sperry making a delicious crunching sound as his feet sank into it
"Trisha wanted to help you" he said
Shanbag looked at him like "Now you are going to tell me about my daughter?"
"I love having her with me.. Unc" he stopped
Prakash almost looked like he was holding his breath
"I know my actions have caused tremendous pain and suffering" he said softly
A bhel wala rang his bell wildly as if approving Ashvin's confession
"I dont think Paresh would have left, I am also responsible for a friend I lost later" he said
He had no idea that had happened
His connection with Narangs and Mehras and Puris had ended when they were bailed out the morning after
"I have to live with that knowledge and guilt" Ashvin said fighting a lump
"I also lost my Dad" he said
Hoping for a compassionate sigh, or even a pat on the back or a little squeeze
It never came
"He wanted me to become a lawyer like him. I dropped out of law school. Never went back"
"Uhh" Prakash made the first sound of acknowledgement
"I stumbled upon Trisha, I didnt plan any of this... Unc" he stopped again
Prakash steered him away from the ocean towards the sand
The sand was soaking, their footprints would be there for everyone to see.
Until the next wave wiped it out...
the sounds of the seas soothing and ominous all at the same time
"I dont even know what I should do to earn your trust" he continued
"You... umm.. u are a guest" "U dont have to do ... umm..trouble yourself" Prakash said firmly
"i have to feel good about this Uncle" Ashvin pleaded
Prakash literally froze, he was reminded of Jayadev's "Anna"
He could never warm up to the word "Uncle" he decided
It was too urban... too slick
"I can try and locate Sanchet" he offered
Prakash's eyes filled up with angry tears
He looked at Ashvin horrified
"How could you even do that? U have no idea what u are talking about" look on his face
"i want to do something" Ashvin insisted
"Trishu" Prakash said fondly
ashvin's heart skipped a beat
"Trishu.. is very innocent. She does not know anything. She thinks everyone is like her Aanu. She trusts anyone that is nice. does not understand trick"
He spoke fluently now
As if he was eager to tell Ashvin his precious daughter is naive
"i know... I know that... I am not going to hurt her"
"This marriage is for hurt" Prakash lashed out sharply, implying Ashvin married her to punish herEdited by Nisha0604 - 4 years ago