Promptly the next day she told Sujatha that Bharath and his mom wants to give more donation for the home. That was more than enough to persuade Sujatha to call Bharath and get his address.
After Sujatha left to meet Bharath, she waited sort of tensely for couple of hours…
When Sujatha returned she looked normal and just spoke of the donation that Kousalya gave for the home… But Subha couldn’t take the suspense any more… So she directly asked her…
“Suji did Bharath talk to you?”
Sujatha looked at her and said “yes...” in a plain tone.
“What did you say???”
“What do you think I said? But before that tell me why you didn’t give me any hint of his mind…”
“That’s not important… Tell me what did you say??”
“I said no…”
“What???”
“Now don’t sound that very surprised… You know about me…”
“Yes I do but you should also get married someday…”
“hmmmmm….”
“What??? Are you going to do social service all life long??? What happened to your CA dreams???”
“I don’t know what to say Subha… I just can’t leave the home… Right now my mind is fully occupied by the kids there…”
“You are stupid!”
“May be… “
“Why can’t you tell Bharath that you want to work in the home after marriage?”
“That might sound easy but it will not work Subha… See he is close to his mom and I am to the home… After marriage he would expect me to spend time with him and his mom… But in the current situation I can’t do that…”
“So you are going to remain a spinster and work for the home always???”
“I don’t know but I can’t leave it right now…”
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Sujatha was very adamant on her decision…
But Bharath was also adamant. He said he will wait for Sujatha’s change of heart… even if it takes many years…
Almost two years has passed and there’s no change in Sujatha’s mind… She has been getting tougher and has been going away and away from Bharath…
Subha sighed and slowly fell asleep.
Next day when she reached Boss consulting office there was noise all around. She could hear laughter too…
Subha was surprised. She has never seen her colleagues with smile in their faces...
“Hi Subha, wondering what happened to us??” asked Sarathy with a big smile.
“Yes sir. What happened?”
“Boss is sick and he is not here…”
“Oh great!” said Subha with a relief.
“He will not be coming to office for atleast 3 to 4 days….”
Just as Sarathy was speaking, the telephone rang… and he attended it….
“Hello Sarathy here…. Yes … yes sir… will do sir… ok sir…”
“What happened Sarathy sir?”
“It’s him Subha. He is asking us to bring the files to his home…”
“What??? But why???’
“Do you think we can ask those questions to him?”
“No… Where is his house?”
“Oh, you don’t know? It’s in the rear side of this office.”
“Oh, nothing about him surprises me any more…”
Subha and Sarathy went to Baskar’s house with bunch of files in their hands.
“Come this side Subha, there’s a rear side door… That will take us directly to his room…”
“Have you been to his house before?”
“Oh yes, many times… He is living all alone here…”
They reached a door and Sarathy knocked it softly along with a “May I come in sir….”
“Come in…” came the roaring voice from inside….
Sick or not, his voice and tone will never change thought Subha, as they entered his room.
Much to her surprise, it was a very neatly arranged room…. And was very clean…
Baskar was sitting on a recliner… he looked very dull and tired…
“Sir, hope you are doing better now…”
“Stop the nonsense Sarathy… you know I am sick and your sentence doesn’t make any sense…”
“But that was for a courtesy sir…” said Subha, trying to protect Sarathy.
Baskar’s rage filled eyes turned towards her.
“I don’t like being interfered…. What I talk to Sarathy is none of your business….”
“I am sorry sir…”
“Now, go and stay out of this room for a few minutes… I want to talk some confidential stuff with Sarathy…. There’s a corridor this side and you can stay there…”
“Ok sir…”
“Remember, your waiting hours are not counted as working hours….”
Subha gave him a cold stare and left the room…
She was fuming with rage…
What type of person is he??? Is he really human?
He asks me to wait and then says those minutes doesn’t count…
Money money money!!! Is that’s what matter to him the most?
Monster! Devil! Evil!
Her thoughts were disturbed by a photo…
It was in a room next to the corridor… She couldn’t resist her curiosity….
She went inside and looked at the photo again… It looked like a family photo…
She had a close look at the person standing in the right…
No doubt… It was Baskar…
But it’s not the angry and rage filled Baskar she knew….
The Baskar in the photo was smiling…
His whole face was glowing… His eyes were shining….
Wow may be some photography technique, she thought to herself… This can never happen in real life…
“What you are doing in my room?” demanded a voice.
To be Continued
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