Countless and Counting
Schools were closed for December break... Shravu came by a couple times, as Amma had taken the day off also. She was writing a Micro Economics book for NCERT collaborating with 6 teachers across Delhi
So she was a busy lady... either in meetings or having the other faculty over... samosas and chai or vadai and coffee, Amma's book SHOULD BE COMING ALONG fine I mean after getting to eat such good food on winter afternoons... how can work not be of good quality..
Periappa's health deteriorated and swung back... he had been doing that for years now...
there was never a time atleast since II was around that ever displayed any emotion or showed any cognitive function
Appa was really bogged down by it, he would often be heard lamenting to Amma "What would happen to HIM after we pass"
Amma would reassure him that between II and Akka he would be cared for
Akka was super over burdened already
Appa was found whispering "If II marries Srikant and moves to the States, how can she"
They even stayed up many nights worrying if this whole Srikant idea was good later reassured
themselves that its unfair to II NOT to think of her happiness for Periappa's sake... so Srikant IT WAS ermmm... it WILL BE Our leading lady ofcourse was on life support... no not the one that comes in huge rusty tanks
But the kind that wafts all over you when u lay in bed at night and cant sleep... letting her index finger work overtime... as she imagined
Imagined a time when she wouldnt have to go to work... may be stay in bed all day thinking about him
His tee was particularly soft today... like the soft wash kind from Banana Republic or Gap... she didnt even get a collar to grab on to
They were V neck or round... nothing he wore ever declared any brand name...
She could see the tiny knots on the cotton fibre...they were a size too big or a size too small
Worn, washed out... it eneveloped his body like a soft toy... the body however was encased in steel Every protest, every fight or every groan from her lips was rewarded with a firmer grip or a protective clinch Like he was saying to her "Quit provoking me" He would only release her hands if she would use them for a caress.. for all else he would hold them prisoner Amma was not noticing the fact that, she wasnt eating right at home... and her lunch was coming home half eaten or untouched
Even after break up with Subbu on that horrid Sunday afternoon she had eaten a full meal at dinner
She had gone off to work the Monday
Vandu had stayed over and taunted... "I TOLD U HE WAS BAD FOR U... SEE HE IS NOT EVEN AFFECTING YOU"
II cried buckets in the shower and at night
Subbu & II talked on the phone hours every evening, on the Metro ride... they texted altogether 50 songs to each other some days...
She always had superior knowledge
She quit listening to Tamil songs when she dated Subbu
They always kissed in his Vasant Kunj apartment
She counted the number of times she had... could not for the LIFE OF HER come up with more than 7 She turned in bed... facing the window... he would be aroused when she would touch him.. but... not so true about herself Sex didnt matter to either.. she concluded Marriage is more than sex... she coached herself to believe
I go up in flames when Rakshasan enters the room...
She turned on the light stripped her tee off and scanned the sore skin... the bruisese were too many to count... just like the kisses were...countless
she lay wearing her tee... eyes closed... gasping.. she cursed him generously... like her Madurai Paati would chant names of Gods... "it will make good dreams happen kanna" Paati would coach her
"Cursing Rakshasan makes me sleep... thinking of what he does to me keeps me up"
unaware she would leave the light on... and Amma would notice in the morning
Manny and him had a balcony routine now...
He asked her about her day and she would about his
she was on a date with a guy that flew first class with her from Sydney a week ago
So she was missing from Sam's...
They were all stake holders in Excelsior... Ranjan owned majority @ 26%
Savita owned 25%
The kids owned 10% each adding upto 81%
rest 19% owned by Chachu..
Savita's share went on to a trust... and only got revisited at every AGM
The next AGM was going to be the 4th year and a decision HAD to be made
If the kids didnt vote or want any... Chachu was EAGER TO BUY IT ALL OFF
The 25% that Savita owned would ALL GO TO Harish Bhalla...
Chachu was counting on the kids to be disillusioned and disenchanted with their Dad and be able to lay claim on Excelsior
R&B didnt give a damn... in fact he had written to his sisters at various times during the last 4 years offering to sell
They had either called him or threatened him with dire consequences if he ever raised the topic again...
"What did u eat?" Manny asked
R&B chuckled and smirked "U sounded like Ma for a second"
"I am supposed to... she gave birth to me u know... u came within a year after I was born so I couldnt enjoy my position of power" she complained
Sam was 35
And R&B 30
R&B had heard about that many many times, in fact while he was young, Manny had made many juvenile attempts to "gain supremacy"
Ma would narrate stories for R&B as was growing up
They had a very contentious relationship for that reason alone
Ranjan loved the girls and Savita loved her R&B
"Ate at Sam's" he said quietly
"some lamb and then some chholey and some casserole of some sort"
"Did she have a party... WITCH." sam cursed
"No... no... " R&B shrugged... Nandan's friend was there.. so his aunt came to pick him up
"WOH JO US DIN AAYI THI?" "OMG R&B DID U SEE HER?" "SHE LOOKS GORGEOUS"
Something stirred inside him... errmm... if Sam wasnt standing 5 feet away... she could have noticed the sign
He leaned on the rail with his elbows... one foot up
"Kya naam hai uska?"
"II" he said
"KYA?" asked Sam
"Arey haan SOUTHIE CHICK... MANNN THOSE EYES AND THAT HAIR... did u see her eyes? and that skin... and that height"
"I see it right now" he leered to himself bringing up a mental image from his CPU... (Sam smacked him thinking he was mocking her)
of her struggling by the wall in the sparkling orange saree... and the crushed string of flowers... her index finger on his chin.. rubbing.. stroking
once, twice... several... and it went down to his collar bone... how she dodged his lips as he tried to distract her from the task of cleaning him up
He finally settled for a ear kiss... ending it with a nip...
Edited by Nisha0604 - 04 January 2015 at 8:35am