after hours of pain. A mother’s instinct is stronger than
anything else. So if I had felt that she was in trouble, do you
think I would have refrained from approaching the police? I don’t
even care about going to the media for help, I just knew she was
fine,” said Laksha’s mom, laughing at him a little.
“ Let’s sleep for some time,
she will come early in the morning and jump on my head for coffee.
I want to sleep, do whatever you feel like,” she lay down while he
watched her sleep, like a puppy.
Women are not the weaker sex, even
after experiencing such pain, they still have the capacity to get
up and walk, regardless of how long it would take. Men on the
contrary, though they look a lot stronger, wiser, and meaner, and
of course, masculine, are not really strong enough when it comes to
their children, especially a daughter. No matter what she does, no
matter how rude or soft she is, the daughter would come first, then
the rest of the world. It was evident that her mom is bold,
beautiful inside, which helped her maintain the family so well and
raise Laksha in the best possible way.
***
“ I can’t thank you enough,
sir, you are a messenger from God himself, thanks for saving my
daughter,” Laksha’s dad spoke to the gentleman who dropped her
safely.
“ It’s my pleasure sir, I
have three daughters and I know the pain of raising them, take care
of your daughter, she seems to be a very nice girl,” he retired and
left their house after some coffee, which he had had to drink after
requests from everyone in the family.
“ Talk to her, ask her the
details,” her dad whispered.
“ Why? She is fine, you shut
up already,” answered her mom and walked to the kitchen.
“ Mom, actually,” Laksha
started after a good lunch.
“ No explanations required
honey, just take some rest and carry on with whatever you want to
do,” her mom answered and left the room, placing some new clothes
that she had bought on the bed.
Laksha thought for a while and asked
her dad for his phone. “I informed Pallavi last night itself. I
only told her not to call since you are tired,” her mom said from
the kitchen. “Don’t talk much to anyone for a few days, all they
will do is to simply question you on what, where, how, why.. You
will be tired of answering. There was a guy named Sai, who called
in late night, he said he is your colleague. We told him you are
fine and just lost your mobile, so maintain the same
story.”
“ Goddamn, I don’t remember
his number,” Laksha snorted. “I must talk to him about some office
work, let me talk to him, give me his number dad,” she called
out.
“ It's in my mobile, check,”
he handed over the phone and walked away.
“ Sai, I am fine, nothing to
worry about. I will explain in detail when we meet. I am just sick
and will get back in a week's time. Please inform Saurav for me.
Don’t call for now, I can't talk much, my mom has strictly told me
not to talk to anyone about anything. This is my dad’s number, so
please don’t reply.” She quickly sent a text
message to him and deleted it.
While she left the phone and tried to
turn, she was hit with a tight hug from behind. As she stammered
and settled in a second, the deodorant by itself said to her it was
Pallavi.
“ I’m so sorry, it's because
of me, I should not have invited you to Coimbatore,” Pallavi said
emotionally.
“ Chill, no big deal and
shhhh! Mom told me not to talk about this, okay?” she
said.
“ So it takes something
terrible to bring the princess Pallavi to our home?” Laksha’s mom
walked in with a plate of savouries and a cup of tea.
“ Aunty, why all this
formality, I just had lunch,” Pallavi said.
“ Who said it's for you?”
Laksha’s mom asked and all three laughed. “Any age limits for the
audience? Shall I join you girls for the chit chat?” she
asked.
“ You are younger than us
aunty, by heart!”
“ Okay, you guys carry on, my
cooker is calling me, you stay and have
anything else. So if I had felt that she was in trouble, do you
think I would have refrained from approaching the police? I don’t
even care about going to the media for help, I just knew she was
fine,” said Laksha’s mom, laughing at him a little.
“ Let’s sleep for some time,
she will come early in the morning and jump on my head for coffee.
I want to sleep, do whatever you feel like,” she lay down while he
watched her sleep, like a puppy.
Women are not the weaker sex, even
after experiencing such pain, they still have the capacity to get
up and walk, regardless of how long it would take. Men on the
contrary, though they look a lot stronger, wiser, and meaner, and
of course, masculine, are not really strong enough when it comes to
their children, especially a daughter. No matter what she does, no
matter how rude or soft she is, the daughter would come first, then
the rest of the world. It was evident that her mom is bold,
beautiful inside, which helped her maintain the family so well and
raise Laksha in the best possible way.
***
“ I can’t thank you enough,
sir, you are a messenger from God himself, thanks for saving my
daughter,” Laksha’s dad spoke to the gentleman who dropped her
safely.
“ It’s my pleasure sir, I
have three daughters and I know the pain of raising them, take care
of your daughter, she seems to be a very nice girl,” he retired and
left their house after some coffee, which he had had to drink after
requests from everyone in the family.
“ Talk to her, ask her the
details,” her dad whispered.
“ Why? She is fine, you shut
up already,” answered her mom and walked to the kitchen.
“ Mom, actually,” Laksha
started after a good lunch.
“ No explanations required
honey, just take some rest and carry on with whatever you want to
do,” her mom answered and left the room, placing some new clothes
that she had bought on the bed.
Laksha thought for a while and asked
her dad for his phone. “I informed Pallavi last night itself. I
only told her not to call since you are tired,” her mom said from
the kitchen. “Don’t talk much to anyone for a few days, all they
will do is to simply question you on what, where, how, why.. You
will be tired of answering. There was a guy named Sai, who called
in late night, he said he is your colleague. We told him you are
fine and just lost your mobile, so maintain the same
story.”
“ Goddamn, I don’t remember
his number,” Laksha snorted. “I must talk to him about some office
work, let me talk to him, give me his number dad,” she called
out.
“ It's in my mobile, check,”
he handed over the phone and walked away.
“ Sai, I am fine, nothing to
worry about. I will explain in detail when we meet. I am just sick
and will get back in a week's time. Please inform Saurav for me.
Don’t call for now, I can't talk much, my mom has strictly told me
not to talk to anyone about anything. This is my dad’s number, so
please don’t reply.” She quickly sent a text
message to him and deleted it.
While she left the phone and tried to
turn, she was hit with a tight hug from behind. As she stammered
and settled in a second, the deodorant by itself said to her it was
Pallavi.
“ I’m so sorry, it's because
of me, I should not have invited you to Coimbatore,” Pallavi said
emotionally.
“ Chill, no big deal and
shhhh! Mom told me not to talk about this, okay?” she
said.
“ So it takes something
terrible to bring the princess Pallavi to our home?” Laksha’s mom
walked in with a plate of savouries and a cup of tea.
“ Aunty, why all this
formality, I just had lunch,” Pallavi said.
“ Who said it's for you?”
Laksha’s mom asked and all three laughed. “Any age limits for the
audience? Shall I join you girls for the chit chat?” she
asked.
“ You are younger than us
aunty, by heart!”
“ Okay, you guys carry on, my
cooker is calling me, you stay and have
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