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Wednesday, January 28, 2015

Life Is Beautiful - 4


Sally did not wait for Mark to pay the taxi and take out luggage; she directly ringed the doorbell and waited impatiently. Mark asked her to calm down. As the door opened, an unknown face came out and greeted them with a warm smile. "Come in. Madam told that you would be coming anytime in a day or two", said the lady who looked in her early thirties by her face. Sally and Mark were bit confused on how the lady recognized them. Their confusion was cleared as they entered the house. The lobby was full of pictures clicked at happier times.
The lady returned with glasses of water and told them that Reha madam was out and would be back by evening. She told them that Saraswati madam was sleeping at the moment. Mark thanked her and told her they would be comfortable. Comfortable - Which they were not in the house they had lived in for years. The same house looked stranger to them except the beautiful wall full of memories.
They went straight into their daughter's room and as told, found her sleeping. Still, they were worried. Saraswati was looking very weak and had developed big dark circles under her eyes. Many medicines were scattered on her study table. Concerned for Saraswati, they rushed to the lady who greeted them.
Mark - "Is she not well?"
Sally - "What happened to her? Why is she looking so weak? Why are so many medicines around her? What are those medicines for? For god sake, please speak up", Sally almost shouted without a pause.
Lady - "I am the caretaker here. Please calm down madam. Let me call Reha madam. She would talk to you.” She called some number and said - "Madam, your grandparents have come. They are obviously very concerned.”
Reha - "Oh! Thanks for calling. I would be home in half an hour. I had already spoken to the teacher. Bye.", the call got disconnected with these words.
"Reha", whispered Sally. She was their granddaughter. They turned back to look at the pictures and found many pictures of a beautiful looking girl right from her birth to little five year jumping girl. Sally had tears in her eyes and Mark was smiling and sad at the same time. The concern of their daughter vanished from their mind for some moments. Some one very well said - "Interest is more precious than the principle amount.” she looked exactly like her mother. Same eyes, similar nose and same hair. Their thoughts were disturbed by the caretaker's voice on informing about the call.
"She herself is a child. How is she managing this caretaker?", said Mark in amazement.

"Let’s wait for some more minutes. She would be here. Oh! I feel so guilty about leaving our angel alone when she needed us the most.” Sally cried with tears in her eyes. Mark did not have anything to say except the hug.

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