Narrated
till now
Pramod
and Susan fell in love with one another during their engineering study days and
got married against all odds. In their early forties, they encountered mid life
crisis. Misunderstandings and dwindling trust made their life more complicated.
Narration
continues
“I
cannot believe it. Pramod can never do such a thing” my wife reacted when I
told her about Susan’s story.
“But
it is reality. We do not know what is in store for all of us in this mid life.
Most of us are becoming naughty beyond forty” I said.
My
wife stared at me and asked “Anything naughty from your side?”
I
laughed and said “I am struggling managing one woman. I do not want double
trouble”.
It
was seven in the evening and I reached the 5 star hotel where the party was
being held. I walked on the lush green lawn searching for him.
“Pramod”
I called looking at him.
“Hi”
he replied and both of us settled on chairs around a round table on the lawn.
The ambience was very good with musicians playing a soulful number sitting in
one corner. I could see many page3 people settling down on the chairs around.
“How
is life?” I asked Pramod.
“Cool
dude. It is going on well”
I
knew Pramod very well and without wasting time came to the point.
“Who
is she?” I asked.
“What?
About whom are you talking?”
“Do
not put up a show. I know everything” I said.
Pramod
blushed. He looked at me and said “There is nothing like what you are thinking”
“I
have not said anything. How can you say so?”
He
continued “Her name is Ipsita. I met her few months ago. She is a very good
friend of mine and there is nothing beyond that”
I
looked at him. He could not make eye to eye contact with me.
I
knew that he had a crush on her. I asked him about her and he told me few details.
After
few minutes he got up and said “There she is” and walked away.
I
was alone and had no option but to wait for them. He came back with a beautiful
looking lady.
I
got up from my chair and wished her. She sat down on the chair and said “Ipsita,
Ipsita Chakraborthy”
I
told her my name.
She
looked stunningly beautiful and was draped in a designer wear pink sari. She
had a rose fixed in her hair a little above her left ear.
Her
hair was well made and few strands of hair were deliberately left loose in the
front on either side of her face. In total she looked nothing less than a Bollywood heroine.
We
started talking and I found her quiet knowledgeable in her domain. She had done
her statistics post graduation and was working for a multinational company.
I
looked at Pramod. He looked very pleased. I knew that he liked her company.
Ipsita
told me “Pramod was telling me about you and your good friend Srinibas”
“Srinibas,
who is it?” I said.
Pramod
came closer to me and whispered in my ears “She meant Srinivas”
I
understood and said “Yes Ms. Chakraborthy, me and Srinivas are very good
friends of Pramod”
She
replied “Please call me Ipsita”
Pramod
got a call on his mobile. It was from the MD of the company he worked for. He
got up and walked away not to get disturbed.
I
looked at Ipsita and she smiled at me. I asked her “How did you meet Pramod?”
She
replied “It was a chance encounter. We met in a plane and later kept meeting
each other and today we are very good friends”
We
spoke to one another for the next ten minutes and I could gather good
information about her. She was from a very well to do family and her husband
worked for a reputed IT multinational company and was in the US since the past
two months and would join her in India after one month. She was very
intelligent in her talk and I could understand that she had no intention of
flirting around or she had a crush on our guy. It was a sort of unilateral
decision from his side.
I
was a bit relieved to know this as I was concerned about Susan.
In
the meanwhile at Susan’s house
Subha
Deshpande was sitting on the chair in the kitchen drinking the tea Susan had
given her.
Subha
said “Susie I tell you, we should not believe these men. They are all like
this. In fact our Pramod is a good man but what to do time will not be the same
always.
Remember during your engineering days he first
fell in love with Vandana Joshi and later when she rejected him, he started
looking at you”
Susan
did not like the way Subha had put it. She said “No Subha it was not the case.
Vandana case was of infatuation. In fact he truly loved me and there was no one
else in his life”
Subha
could not be stopped. She continued “Susie you are very good woman. But men are
not so trustworthy. I should tell you one very old secret. He had a crush on me
also during our primary school days in Dharwad”
Susan
could not hold her laugh back. She was sure that Pramod would not have fallen
for Subha going by her looks and behavior.
Subha
continued “I saw Pramod with her couple of days ago. She is very beautiful”
Susan
was cutting vegetables on the tray. She suddenly cut her finger. She said
“Ouch” and washed the cut on the finger with water.
Subha
was immediate to remark “You can bear the pain of this cut. But what about
Pramod’s flirting?”
Susan
said “Who was with Pramod?”
Subha
replied “That beautiful lady”
Subha
ensured that she filled Susan’s mind with silly details about Pramod and
Ipsita. Susan
was a more balanced woman but sometimes she
would also yield to silly reports about Pramod.
Back
at the party
Pramod
came back and said “My boss is a pain. He calls me at odd hours and keeps
pestering me about sales figures”
We
had dinner and after about five more minutes, Ipsita told us that she had to
leave.
“Should
I drop you home?” Pramod asked.
“No
thanks” She replied “I have come in my car and I shall drive back to my house”
Pramod
escorted her up to her car and saw her off.
“So”
I said “Where is this story leading to”
“Which
story” Pramod asked.
I
replied “Boss, Susan is aware of your crush on Ipsita”
I
could see the reaction from Pramod. It was like a bolt from the blue for him.
He
became nervous and said “What does she know? I am not in love with Ipsita. She
is just my friend”
I
continued “My dear friend. It is not your greatness that you are not flirting
around. It is the composure and good intent of Ipsita that is keeping things in
control. Imagine if she had flirted, you would have proceeded further or not?”.
He
remained silent not knowing what to answer.
I
kept my hand on his shoulder and explained to him how important it was to be
with Susan in this time of their life.
I
spoke to him for about twenty minutes and explained to him my understanding of
Ipsita. She was a very balanced and matured lady who knew her priorities very
well. I told him to put a stop to his liking for her and get back to Susan and
his daughter Bharati.
Pramod
held his head low and I felt that he was feeling guilty. I told him to go home
and mend the strained relations with Susan. He thanked me and drove his car
from the parking area.
I
called Susan and told her about me meeting Ipsita. I explained the wonderful
personality of Ipsita and told her that nothing was there to worry and Pramod
would be back on track.
I
was not comfortable to drive back home. Instead I drove to Pramod’s house and
walked to the door. I wanted to ring the bell but did not do so. I could see
from the window Susan standing and talking in a very animated way. I saw Pramod on his knees pleading her. This went on for about five minutes. Later I
could see smile on Susan’s face. I realized that they had patched up and there
was no need for me to go into their house and meet them. I drove back.
After
about one week I was with Pramod in the pub. We were having beer and Pramod
said “Thank you friend for helping me as usual. If I look back I find it silly.
I cannot justify my crush on Ipsita. Now I am back with family. I have avoided
Ipsita as I do not want to disturb her and I want peace of mind”
I
was pleased. Pramod got up and walked towards the washroom. There was a message
alert on his mobile.
I
took his mobile and looked at it. There was a Whats App message.
It
was from Ipsita. I went through the messages. I saw that Pramod had wished her
and chatted with her about many topics. He had assured me and Susan that he would not be in touch with Ipsita.
At
this juncture I realized that “Men will be men always ready to flirt”
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