Mr A has a stupendous look , cream coloured skin laced in milky white ,eyes are of brown color , it could be black , perhaps reflection of milky hue has bleached it . When he smiled a glimpse of semicircular teeth caught attention , height is perfect and when he walks sleek steps creates spring .
I saw him in a get together , where we had lunch . He picked up a fork with his index finger and thumb leaving rest in alienation. An aristocrat on an insular island .
One day he stopped at a supermarket . So many sales were going there .
“Please let me see sarees of silk with embroidery .”
Sales man mounded sarees of every design .
‘Pack it, “ he pointed . His marriage anniversary was near , when he was returning a new type of sale caught his attention . There was a fifty percent discount , though it was average but the price tag of the prize seems to be stopping its plummation . He selected one of , pink colours . Driver’s daughter’s marriage was next month .
” Saree would be used as a wedding gift “. He gave a wide smile to his wife .
After one year news of the transfer of Mr A in another city spread . His subordinates colleagues arranged a big party .Driver was weary ,his boss was departing .
“I would buy a nice memorable emblem .”
Hearing it, the wife chewed her lip but remained quiet .
Gift was bought in a big market and caught his two month of salary , he felt byoyent .
Dollar seemed to be crushing under a few rusted coins .
© Dr pragya suman