Devan was shattered, seventy years was hardly an age to manage divorce. Kanchi will know of his long buried lies and she was a stubborn lady. Preoperative tests for his pancreatic surgery were on and the doctor immediately knew what he had concealed through fifty long years of marriage. She was arriving and he was awaiting the disaster. Kanchi entered the room and approached Devan with her wobbly walk and a fixated stare. His eyes were pleading guilty until Kanchi laughed aloud and said your smile was always natural, just not the teeth my darling!
She was not worried initially, but his constant late coming from college coupled with sleazy gossips ignited many scary imaginations. She could no longer use self-assurance as the sole pacifier and stood outside that bungalow, determined to prove people wrong. Her motherly heart broke into a million pieces when she saw her son entering that brothel, being received with smiles. Shivering with revulsion, she unveiled the curtain to look at the horror herself! She sobbed shedding tears of joy as her son sat there tutoring English to the kids of the house. Ideologies are meant to be challenged after all!!!
Neel was to be called in next the office assistant announced. His mind went numb the stress was intolerable. This interview was crucial for the future rested on this. He was of the few who had qualified the written test and group discussion. Lately, he had almost spent every night sleepless, gobbling up every bit of information he could on the anticipated questions. The previous candidate exited with a pale face, the result instantly known. The feared moment finally came; Neel stepped in and profusely greeted all the three, first impression?
“So you are Vivan’s father who’s to be admitted into Kindergarten? Shall us being the interview?” the silver haired principal rather ordered.
The onslaught has begun!!!