FEW BANANAS...AND PHONE CALLS…

The rain slashed itself on to plane glass. It just came with so force as if determined enough for a suicide. Anyway, its there choice, I thought, as my eyes wandered aimlessly, they rested calmly on the front seaters.

Eyes cannot work alone, so I sent my ears along with them. The father and two children were on their way back home from a visit to native place, I supposed. They were thinking of having a lunch. They had brought half a dozen of bananas with them.

They each picked up one.

My eyes rested for a while but u cannot put ears to sleep so easily. As they finished eating one, the younger one stretched his hands for another one. But it was stopped in its way. Father said, “Let’s keep the rest for your mom. They are very sweet, she will love to have one.” he put them away and brought another dozen for children.

        I could hear his phone calls to the children’s mother every four hours. He just enquired about food and weather and health. What is to happen within four hours? This is just a show off. My mind lured away, disgusted…

Then it dawned upon me. This is love! The man was in late fifties. His marriage must have been arranged by his parents but he and his wife has lived all their life with passion and love. He phoned her because he missed her. All his thoughts were on her. My heart felt happy. Love always makes u so…