Sherlock Holmes & Color Science
Akka came by Wednesday evening from Malai Mandir... She was thrilled to find II home... "Epdi irukke di... SO HOW IS HE?" WHO" II lied... "U know... the 6'3" DUDE... Dude daane sonney (u said that right?)
I DONT KNOW... I havent seen him this week" LIE
Amma was curious... she brought coffee for both as they settled down... II squirmed... wondered where this was headed
Amma last Sunday iva Shravu va drop panna vanda... she came.. with Nandan and his Uncle... Amma SEMA HANDSOME AA IRUKAAN AYYO, he is sooo handsome" Vandu closed her eyes and imagined
AYYYO PAAVAM APPA HAD TWO GIRLS... SANE INTELLIGENT AND MATURE... NOT... BOTH ARE BEING DESTROYED BY THE SAME MAN
POOR APPA... Rakshasan is probably plotting this shit... she cursed
"Yaaru kanna?" (Who my love?)Amma looked baffled
"Amma Raman Bhalla" Vandu gushed Amma smiled... "Amaam naanum paathen Samyukta baby shower la.. HE IS HANDSOME... RAJA MADIRI IRUKKAN looks like a king (an IYER expression to denote REAL GOOD LOOKS) "Amma he is SO TALL... his head rubbed against ATHAI'S 9 yards drying in the balcony in the top wire" Vandu had a faraway look II slowly attempted to get up..."I have to go work ka" softly
Cmon kanna... DONT GO NOW... SITTT tell me.. when will u see him next?" Vandu demanded
NEVER IF I CAN AFFORD IT" II muttered
"Amma ival avana HATE PANRA..." Vandu was shocked "I know she told Appa he dropped out of Modern School... some Punjabi boys dont need to study, if he looks like that he doesnt need to finish high school also"
II squirmed some more... a strange fear gripping her... wondering what Amma would think if she ever found out what she had been upto with the 12th drop out"
THEY SHOULD NEVER KNOW... THANK GOD I NEVER WRITE A DIARY... I HAVE LEFT NO EVIDENCE...THIS SHALL GO WITH ME... TO THE GRAVE...
This drop out has kissed your daughter, wants to do things Bala would have never done to Vandu Akka... This man is nothing but trouble
I will make sure you guys never find out...
Appa's absence ensured that the "current opinion of Bhallas... the new found disillusionment about bhallas" did not spread.
Akka came and went with a high opinion. Amma did not taint her opinion in any way...
"Amma AVAN IYER PAIYYANA IRUNDA I WOULD HAVE COME BY LAST SUNDAY TO TALK WITH U AND APPA" (If only he was an Iyer boy)
"They hate each other di" Amma said confidently... when II left the living room.
"wHY MA... WHY? DID U WONDER?" Vandu tried to be Sherlock...
"He is not a educated boy, she is very successful and educated and smart... he doesnt stand a chance" Amma said smugly
"Amma u shud watch her when she talks about him" Vandu planted the first seeds of conspiracy
Amma told her about Srikanth... Amma did some eye signals to let her know II didnt have a clue about the fact that he was going to be here to JUST SEE II
Nothing else was the purpose of his viist. Apparently Srikanth didnt even care about Natesan Mama... Oh! the horror..
II called Baldev to talk about work, she went to the balcony to appear busy...
Akka shared stories of her unrequited love (for Rakshasan) with Amma and wouldnt go soon enough... just kept reminding Amma "Amma nee avala gavani... U WATCH HER OK?"
Thursday and Friday went in more fights... BIG ones... She copied Bansal to give the status update...
and he copied him too to let him know Excelsior will in no way cause any delay in the project not stalling further,
and if KMPG had set clear expectations early this would not have happened
She AFTER CONSULTATION WITH BALDEV offered to switch the pilot to their showroom in Lajpat Nagar...
and he slammed her back by telling her in COPY TO ALL that she was was just "taking on more than possible and causing SCOPE CREEP"
A project management term indicating "adding goals without enough resources half way through the project"
SMUG bas***d... JERK! Rakshasan! She even went upstairs to give him a piece of her mind but was told HE WAS IN CHANDIGARH...FOR A WEEK
Her weekend began badly... Amma forced her to sing at a Malai Mandir event and she GOT A TEXT FROM SAMYUKTA... when she was done singing at 7 ish...
in a orange Kanjeevaram with slate grey-black border a gauzy slate grey almost sleeveless blouse... and flowers in (jasmine intertwined with a orange papery flower popular in the south) in her hair AYYOO.. she had to go pick the tyke up... "Can u please pick Shravu up?"Sam said in text "This is NOT Vandu, this is II" she responded "LOL I know... Vandu is unreachable" AYYOOO
WHY ME? HE IS NOT MINE... ASK MY SISTER... I HAVE ENOUGH GRIEF TO DEAL WITH HANDED BY YOUR BROTHER...
BTW THIS IS THE LAST TIME U WILL BE ABLE TO TEXT ME ON THIS NUMBER I AM CHANGING IT MONDAY.
SHE CALLED VANDU 12 TIMES FROM THE TIME SHE LEFT THE Hall at the temple and got to her car.. THANK GOD FOR HER CAR
SHE HAD A CAR... SHE WILL NOT HAVE TO WAIT... Thank God for CHANDIGARH... If there was no Chandigarh she wouldnt go to Shanti Niketan
She called Amma to yell... "I will move to Bangalore if she tries to use me as her butler or maid"
"I sing because u want me to... I pick up her child... ENAKKU ENNODA ORU LIFE EY ILLE.. I HAVE NO LIFE OF MY OWN"
Amma mouthed sugary sweet nothings'
I AM GOING TO HAVE A WORD WITH THAT TWERP. HE NEEDS TO MAKE OTHER FRIENDS...
she made big plans as she drove to Shanti Niketan
She was seated in the living room...Sam appeared DID NOT LOOK LIKE SHE HAD JUST DELIVERED A BABY
DID SHE STEAL THE BABY?"
She wore jeans and a pink tee... and here was II in a SILK SAREE AND FLOWERS IN HER HAIR..
she was too angry to even remember to follow on her mental note to REMOVE THEM when she got to shanti Niketan...
"Tanmay took them to Mc Donald's" Sam said... snack and chai and stuff arrived
"Would you like to see the baby?" she offered
II lost all her anger and nodded mutely and was taken to a room as big as the Sector 12 D II flat convereted into a baby's room, PINKKK
Lasya slept in the crib... in a PINK SOMETHING Something stirred inside II... the baby had as much hair as someone she knew 'She looked away immediately
SO PRETTY she whispered
"TOO PRETTY R&B says" Sam whispered and giggled
OFCOURSE HE WOULD SAY THAT... rakshasan...
he HAS TO WORRY ABOUT THE LIKES OF HIMSELF WHEN THIS CUTIE GROWS UP...
Sam was gracious and kind and polite... she steered her towards Nandan's suite... she waited there... on the sofa..."I will be right back" Sam left her
The coffee table books were glossy and EXPENSIVE... one said "Charles Marville: Photographer of Paris" it said
She gently slid it out... B&W... and shiny...she pulled it out and placed it on her lap... it was HUGEEE... she slowly flipped through it...
"Travel plans?" she heard...
She stood up startled.. he leaned on the doorway in SOME CARGO SHORTS AND A BLACK SLATE GREY crumpled tee...
the book barely missed her bare toes...
"Dont u have ur own house?" she asked firmly... though barely audibly
His hands in pockets he shrugged and approached
"I am here for Shravu"... its like HE CANT SEEM TO MAKE ANY FRIENDS ANY MORE."
He listened to her rant
"A WEEK IN CHANDIGARH MEANS UNTIL NEXT THURSDAY" SHE ACCUSED NEXT
He looked confused...
I WAS TOLD U WERE IN CHANDIGARH FOR A WEEK" "HAFTA FROM FRIDAY IS NOT SATURDAY" sniggering..
YOUR DAD EMPLOYS IDIOTS, Mrs Sagar needs to be in Kindergarten.. she said ONE WEEK... How does ONE DAY AFTER FRIDAY MAKE ONE WEEK?" I left Monday and returned Today" "thats the week" he explained PATIENTLY
AYYYOOO II WHAT PLANET ARE U ON... HE LEFT AFTER HE FOUGHT WITH YOU IN THE CONFERENCE ROOM ON MONDAY
THAT IS A WEEK... Amongst all the physical ailments he seemed to be giving her, he was handing out COGNITIVE disabilities by the gallon too
She got up and stepped back... leaning on the wall by a HUGEEE window facing Moti Bagh Rd...
"I would be really careful if I were YOU actually.. because despite the memo last week my bra doesn't match" she said hoarsely... "Its PINK" she smiled/sniggered...
His half smile appeared... and stayed
He reached and touched the jasmine and orange string...felt the orange flowers first
She held his wrist yet again... yanking it...
He leaned forward...he smelled fresh like mint of some kind... deep and strong...
He shoved the string to the back, shook her hand off and lifted the EDGE OF HER BLOUSE and folded it BACKWARDS... TO SEE...
"Its NOT PINK ITS PEACH" he declared bending down where her strap ended and the triangle scrap begun...her gauzy silk blouse still in HIS hand SECURELY...his breath on her strap
Edited by Nisha0604 - 03 January 2015 at 6:25pm