“I guess you are the only mother who’s happy to hear that her son has fallen in love”
“Are you serious? Baskar is in love with someone, you mean Subha?”
“Yes, my dear”
“Isn’t she the girl we saw in your room, staring at our family photo?”
“Exactly! That’s Subha”
“But, I thought she hated Baskar”
“She did! But when you are flooded with love, hate disappears!!!!”
“You mean to say, Subha is also in love with Baskar?”
“Yes, Subha likes our son, and I could see Baskar’s attitude changing as well.”
“Really? I don’t see any changes! He was very harsh with our maid this morning. I tried to pacify him but no use!” said Shoba with a sigh.
“He hasn’t changed completely Shoba but there are a few positive signs”
“Pch, no I don’t want to build any false hopes” said Shoba pessimistically.
“Ok dear, let’s have a bet. If Baski changes his mind without any persuasion and comes with us for the concert, that shows he is interested in Subha. Do you agree?”
“Yes” accepted Shoba.
If you are not doing what you love, you are wasting your life.
A smile appeared on Baskar’s lips. He didn’t throw the paper in trash, instead he kept it inside his table drawer along with many other similar papers.
Baskar haven’t spoken to Subha for almost a month now. He has asked Sarathy to handle all her tasks. This message has been the only form of communication between them for a while.
He couldn’t define how he felt about Subha but just thinking about her made him feel good. And that was more than enough for him for now!
As minutes trickled and evening came by, he could hear Subha’s voice outside his room. Again a smile appeared on his lips.
When the clock crossed 30 minutes past eight, Baskar got out of his room. He has