As kaaka made his way into his room, which is down the hall way he kept all his food first on the table. He has been working with the Sharma’s for last 20 years. Seeing Rahul grow and play before him, most of the time Rahul use to like being with kaaka in his room as he would sing lorries, say bedtime stories, read Ramayana, Mahabharat, stanza’s from the Bhagwad Gita and explain the meaning to Karan. From the time Rahul’s parents expired kaaka took care of him. He was 21, when his dad expired with a sudden heart attack. Seeing his death, Mrs. Sharma passed away on the same day with shock. But now with Namarata around, Rahul is back to life.
Every evening before kaaka starts his meal he lights the God’s lamps and looks up at his master’s photo. He prays;
“Sai, mujhe shakti de. Mein abharee hoon en logon ka jisne mujhe itna pyaar se rakha aur abhi bhi rak rahe hain. Enkae aatma ko shanti de bhagwan. Rahul aur Namarata ki zindagee khushiyoon se bharna. Mere khanna ka phela nivala mein apko deta hoon. Om Sai Ram” Saying this, he then started to eat.
Back, in the hallway, Reena and Rahul were relishing to glory the tasty cheese pav bhaji when suddenly he broke a conversation.
“So where you work?”
“I work for a graphic designing company Designs and More as their senior designer for last three years. What about you?” Just then Reena’s mobile rang and it was Karan’s call. She answered the call “Babes where have you been I have been trying your number since 1 hour. I hope you are fine!”
“Baby I am alright halted at a friend’s place. It’s raining heavily. So you home?”
“Yes darling I am home. Mom and dad were asking about you. How is aunty and uncle? Convey my regards to them”
“Everyone is fine. They are at Neeta chaachi’s house. Karan I will have to keep the call now. My mobile battery is low, just kept it for charging. Call you later.”
“Ok take care, babes. Muuaahhh, bye”
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