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My experiments weren’t providing the results I was expecting. But in research every result or observation is a finding which might even fetch us the Nobel laureate. After all there are many researchers who found their greatest inventions from their failed experiments. Documentation holds the key. Here I was doing the experiments, documenting every step and when I realized that after whole day’s work, I still stand where I started, it was 3AM. I came back to room and my mobile phone showed 2 messages from mom. Mom has never sent a message before this. I unlocked the mobile in a hurry and dropped it inside the used clothes bin. I struggled digging into the bin with the phone sinking deeper with every attempt I make to take it. Finally I had to turn the bin upside down spilling all the clothes in it to taste triumph.
“She is so good. I love her. Call me when you find time.” The first message said. “Hope she didn’t tell anything to anyone” I thought.
The latest message was “Hmmm. We are back home. Call tomorrow after your dad leaves to office.” I couldn’t think why she had to type this. Is Dad angry with something that happened? Oh! No! I don’t want him to be upset. I can’t oppose anything that he says.
I tried hard to sleep. With too many thoughts haunting my dreams, I couldn’t sleep and with the exhausting work all day I couldn’t get up. Some minutes/hours went on like this, well who knows if they are minutes or hours. I woke up with wine red eyes searching for the mobile singing Raja’s song from Thalapathy (a Rajnikant, Manirathnam, Illaiyaraja, Mamooty movie which is an excellent adaptation of the epic Mahabaratha with a more emphasize to the character which deserves it) announcing that my Mom’s on the other end. I had to crawl under my bed to reach the mobile and with the curiosity catching me, attended it under the Cot and closed my eyes to have few more minutes of the peaceful darkness.
“Hello”
“Getting up at this hour? When will you have breakfast?”
“What happened there?”
“Oh! It went on well. We came back soon. That’s all”
“Mom! Tell me every detail”
“Detail about what? We talked a bit after the function and your Dad felt something they said was insulting and we left early.”
“What?” I tried to get up forgetting my position under the cot and soon was reminded of my position with the bang in my head. I came out searching for the swelling on my head.“What happened? Did you drop something?”
“No nothing. Tell all that happened.”
“We reached their home by 6AM and the function was on its course. It was a bit odd because there wasn’t a big crowd and everyone seemed to be their relatives. We sat in the last row and their daughter came to us and sat next to me. I was not sure if she was the girl I met in the college. She was wearing a normal salwar and spectacles. But she had genuine smile and made me feel that she is very happy to have us here. I took out the jasmine strand I had in my scalp and parted into two to share with her. She turned for me to place it and I suddenly got back the yearning I had for a girl child many years back. She didn’t leave my hand until the priest asked for her presence in the stage. That is when I tried to send a sms to you, but I wasn’t sure it reached you or not. Did it reach you?”
“Yes. But I saw it only by late night.”
“Fine. But you work too much for this research.”
“Mom. Continue with what we were speaking.”
“The function got over and we were about to leave when she came and requested us to stay for some time. Your Dad wanted to leave but I wanted to stay with her for some more time and persuaded him to stay back. Most of their relatives left as they were all from the same place, and her parents came to talk with us after a while. They asked about you, where you work, etc,.. Initially they were impressed with the fact that you are in research. But later they came to know that, you earn just 8000 per month, they spoke like you have wasted a bright career in software. Soon, we ladies had gone inside the kitchen to have a chit chat in pretence of making coffee. I don’t know what the guys spoke outside but when I came back, your Dad was darn angry. He stood as he saw me and we left. I didn’t talk to him about it and messaged you after we reached home.
He asked me to sleep and sat to watch some old football game. I went into the kitchen to make the dinner and called you but you were busy. When I finished cooking, I saw a liquor bottle in the table. He was staring at it, must be in a dilemma to break his promise or not. I went near him said, ‘Have a drink if you feel that can relieve your tension, I won’t mind. After all its been 6 months after you dropped the habit of drinking once in a week for me.’ But he didn’t drink. He kept it back in its place, had dinner and slept. He didn’t speak about that even in morning. He was the same happy person today but I don’t know if he is really so or pretending for me. You should talk to him.”
“Yes. I should have done it before. I should have told him what happened in college when I said it to you”
“I couldn’t tell him because I wasn’t certain if you wanted to tell him or not.”
“Don’t worry mom. I will talk to him.”
“Ok! Now go eat something. Take care”
I kept the phone down and started analyzing what could have been discussed. I didn’t want my Dad who holds a senior post in District administration and the powers to determine the progress of a District to have had even a minor insult because of me. I called him immediately in determination to tell everything, but he was busy in a meeting and asked me if I can come to Hosur by 6PM, as he had come here for the meeting. I immediately said yes and started preparing myself to tell everything as organized as possible.
I reached Electronic City by 5.30 PM and called him to inform that I will reach in half an hour. He asked me to wait as the meeting will get over only by 7. I was travelling through the place I had come for my “In plant Training” in the semester holidays after 2nd year. Heart lingered around the thoughts of the days I would travel from the Boomasandra Industrial estate to Hosur where I stayed declining the offer to stay in company guesthouse, so that I can talk with her for longer duration without the thought of roaming charges. Those were days when we had grown closer than any example I can give. She was dead against my decision to move to Bangalore for an In plant training but this training was offered by my Dad’s friend and I couldn’t decline. I was also motivated by the sheer curiosity I had in visiting a Pharma Industry and know it’s working methodology. She used to wait the whole day for the clock to tick 7PM to attend my calls despite being at home and the call would last till late nights. I never bothered to ask how she managed to talk.
I reached the office by 6.30 and dad called me in to introduce me to his colleagues which consisted of many government officials including the Collector. We later went to a hotel and ordered our dinner. I asked him about the meeting initially and then shifted the topic to the Erode function. He gave a sharp look and stopped eating.
“Do you like her?”
“Dad”
“I know you do. I had this feeling when I saw you both in the College function. But wanted you to tell it first.”
“Yes dad. I also wanted to tell you. But wasn’t getting the right time. I told mom when she said about going to the function.”
“That’s fine. She likes the girl very much. In life, some people will appear so perfect that we love to pursue that relationship but not everyone of such people continue to be perfect because when you are into a relationship, there are so many things to think about. According to what I discussed with them, I don’t want you to pursue this. I don’t think this can be a good alliance for you”
His mobile rang to indicate a call from his office and he started giving instructions to his assistant regarding the action plan discussed in the meeting.
I sat there in shock. I can’t take any decision against his wish and he has never made any decision without a long thought process when it’s concerning me. I don’t want my love to end here. I was waiting impatiently for him to finish his call.
My experiments weren’t providing the results I was expecting. But in research every result or observation is a finding which might even fetch us the Nobel laureate. After all there are many researchers who found their greatest inventions from their failed experiments. Documentation holds the key. Here I was doing the experiments, documenting every step and when I realized that after whole day’s work, I still stand where I started, it was 3AM. I came back to room and my mobile phone showed 2 messages from mom. Mom has never sent a message before this. I unlocked the mobile in a hurry and dropped it inside the used clothes bin. I struggled digging into the bin with the phone sinking deeper with every attempt I make to take it. Finally I had to turn the bin upside down spilling all the clothes in it to taste triumph.
“She is so good. I love her. Call me when you find time.” The first message said. “Hope she didn’t tell anything to anyone” I thought.
The latest message was “Hmmm. We are back home. Call tomorrow after your dad leaves to office.” I couldn’t think why she had to type this. Is Dad angry with something that happened? Oh! No! I don’t want him to be upset. I can’t oppose anything that he says.
I tried hard to sleep. With too many thoughts haunting my dreams, I couldn’t sleep and with the exhausting work all day I couldn’t get up. Some minutes/hours went on like this, well who knows if they are minutes or hours. I woke up with wine red eyes searching for the mobile singing Raja’s song from Thalapathy (a Rajnikant, Manirathnam, Illaiyaraja, Mamooty movie which is an excellent adaptation of the epic Mahabaratha with a more emphasize to the character which deserves it) announcing that my Mom’s on the other end. I had to crawl under my bed to reach the mobile and with the curiosity catching me, attended it under the Cot and closed my eyes to have few more minutes of the peaceful darkness.
“Hello”
“Getting up at this hour? When will you have breakfast?”
“What happened there?”
“Oh! It went on well. We came back soon. That’s all”
“Mom! Tell me every detail”
“Detail about what? We talked a bit after the function and your Dad felt something they said was insulting and we left early.”
“What?” I tried to get up forgetting my position under the cot and soon was reminded of my position with the bang in my head. I came out searching for the swelling on my head.“What happened? Did you drop something?”
“No nothing. Tell all that happened.”
“We reached their home by 6AM and the function was on its course. It was a bit odd because there wasn’t a big crowd and everyone seemed to be their relatives. We sat in the last row and their daughter came to us and sat next to me. I was not sure if she was the girl I met in the college. She was wearing a normal salwar and spectacles. But she had genuine smile and made me feel that she is very happy to have us here. I took out the jasmine strand I had in my scalp and parted into two to share with her. She turned for me to place it and I suddenly got back the yearning I had for a girl child many years back. She didn’t leave my hand until the priest asked for her presence in the stage. That is when I tried to send a sms to you, but I wasn’t sure it reached you or not. Did it reach you?”
“Yes. But I saw it only by late night.”
“Fine. But you work too much for this research.”
“Mom. Continue with what we were speaking.”
“The function got over and we were about to leave when she came and requested us to stay for some time. Your Dad wanted to leave but I wanted to stay with her for some more time and persuaded him to stay back. Most of their relatives left as they were all from the same place, and her parents came to talk with us after a while. They asked about you, where you work, etc,.. Initially they were impressed with the fact that you are in research. But later they came to know that, you earn just 8000 per month, they spoke like you have wasted a bright career in software. Soon, we ladies had gone inside the kitchen to have a chit chat in pretence of making coffee. I don’t know what the guys spoke outside but when I came back, your Dad was darn angry. He stood as he saw me and we left. I didn’t talk to him about it and messaged you after we reached home.
He asked me to sleep and sat to watch some old football game. I went into the kitchen to make the dinner and called you but you were busy. When I finished cooking, I saw a liquor bottle in the table. He was staring at it, must be in a dilemma to break his promise or not. I went near him said, ‘Have a drink if you feel that can relieve your tension, I won’t mind. After all its been 6 months after you dropped the habit of drinking once in a week for me.’ But he didn’t drink. He kept it back in its place, had dinner and slept. He didn’t speak about that even in morning. He was the same happy person today but I don’t know if he is really so or pretending for me. You should talk to him.”
“Yes. I should have done it before. I should have told him what happened in college when I said it to you”
“I couldn’t tell him because I wasn’t certain if you wanted to tell him or not.”
“Don’t worry mom. I will talk to him.”
“Ok! Now go eat something. Take care”
I kept the phone down and started analyzing what could have been discussed. I didn’t want my Dad who holds a senior post in District administration and the powers to determine the progress of a District to have had even a minor insult because of me. I called him immediately in determination to tell everything, but he was busy in a meeting and asked me if I can come to Hosur by 6PM, as he had come here for the meeting. I immediately said yes and started preparing myself to tell everything as organized as possible.
I reached Electronic City by 5.30 PM and called him to inform that I will reach in half an hour. He asked me to wait as the meeting will get over only by 7. I was travelling through the place I had come for my “In plant Training” in the semester holidays after 2nd year. Heart lingered around the thoughts of the days I would travel from the Boomasandra Industrial estate to Hosur where I stayed declining the offer to stay in company guesthouse, so that I can talk with her for longer duration without the thought of roaming charges. Those were days when we had grown closer than any example I can give. She was dead against my decision to move to Bangalore for an In plant training but this training was offered by my Dad’s friend and I couldn’t decline. I was also motivated by the sheer curiosity I had in visiting a Pharma Industry and know it’s working methodology. She used to wait the whole day for the clock to tick 7PM to attend my calls despite being at home and the call would last till late nights. I never bothered to ask how she managed to talk.
I reached the office by 6.30 and dad called me in to introduce me to his colleagues which consisted of many government officials including the Collector. We later went to a hotel and ordered our dinner. I asked him about the meeting initially and then shifted the topic to the Erode function. He gave a sharp look and stopped eating.
“Do you like her?”
“Dad”
“I know you do. I had this feeling when I saw you both in the College function. But wanted you to tell it first.”
“Yes dad. I also wanted to tell you. But wasn’t getting the right time. I told mom when she said about going to the function.”
“That’s fine. She likes the girl very much. In life, some people will appear so perfect that we love to pursue that relationship but not everyone of such people continue to be perfect because when you are into a relationship, there are so many things to think about. According to what I discussed with them, I don’t want you to pursue this. I don’t think this can be a good alliance for you”
His mobile rang to indicate a call from his office and he started giving instructions to his assistant regarding the action plan discussed in the meeting.
I sat there in shock. I can’t take any decision against his wish and he has never made any decision without a long thought process when it’s concerning me. I don’t want my love to end here. I was waiting impatiently for him to finish his call.
cut d cal soon :)
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