“Never weep, my friend. When I am here, then why do you worry? Within this week, Shyamala is going to be my daughter-in-law and this marriage will be held properly, I swear on you.”
“Okay; I will book tickets for tomorrow’s flight and reach there by noon. Then what should I do”
“Tell your daughter our plan and ask her to inform me that you are suffering from the disease that your daughter suggests you. I will come with my family members. That’s all.” Ragav rang off.
After this kind of conversation with Sivasankar, he turned around whether anyone overheard his conversation. But nobody was there. He heaved a sigh of relief and then descended the stairs.
Next day morning a surprise event was waiting for Baskar.
Usually, Lakshmi gave him his favourite items of food in a separate tiffin carrier for his lunch but on the contrary, she gave two tiffin carriers and asked him to give one to Shyamala.
“Mummy, what shall I do if she rejects taking?” Baskar questioned her with doubt.