Ragini’s mother Veena tell Anurag that God makes relationships and human takes it further with compromise and understanding. She further says she knows Ragini well, she will shatter but will never accept defeat. Revati enter with snacks and tea and says if son inlaw and mother Inlaw discussion has finished, can they have tea and snacks? Veena says she knows that they don’t even drink water in daughter’s house, Veena said Ragini told her she take care of her very well. Revati says Ragini is like her daughter.
A Grave Mistake. Ragini was a twenty-six-year-old woman living in Bengaluru with her family. Her father Jayakumar was a well-known businessman. Her mother Veena was a housewife. Her sister Shaila was twenty-two years old and a commerce graduate. Ragini had a slim waistline with curly black hair and an oval-shaped face. She resembled the famous film star, Sridevi. Young men were smitten by her beauty, but she turned down their proposal. She was in love with a young man called Mehul. He was her senior and a college
A TRIP TO PARIS. Veena set out on her first solo travel expedition. She was all excited because this was her dream since her childhood and she could make it happen only in her fiftieth year! Never mind, at least now! “Amma, please take care of your passport. Don’t get panicky and confused, as you did in your last trip to the US. Don’t try adventures. Take your medicines regularly. Call us every day……..” Sandeep and Sanjana, her children went on and on. Now she realised how irritated they would
THE PERFECT WIFE. Veena Gupta always believed in destiny. More than she believed in God. For it was her destiny that Amit Gupta her husband, who was a terrible life partner one could ever image. While she was B.A. and good looking, Amit was an avenger looking college dropout. But her parents thought that Amit was the right one for their daughter, after all they had four more daughters after Veena to look after and Veena was lucky to get a small time businessman who was ready to take her without any dowry. Veena
LOVE HAS NO DEFINITION. Vasanthi was a very systematic woman, working in a multinational company she had a set timetable, Get up at seven, finish all the early morning rituals by eight then prepare breakfast have it, then get dressed and start for the office. She would walk till the metro station, board the metro to reach her office. In the evening also when she finished her work for the day, she would come by the metro. This was her daily regimen. Saturday and Sunday she would either relax in her room or go