this is a continuation of the Roa's Part 1
................................................."Oh god please help him this time! I will fast now every saturday also if he gets the visa. I will walk all the way up the Tirupati hill for your darshan. I will also make sure this time Ramesh shaves his head for you. Oh god! Please help my son." kausalya prayed just like any other Indian mother. This time she had a long list of offerings and just a small request, the Visa.
They say when it comes to the Visa it's all pure luck.
"After the terrorist attacks, I have heard they are rejecting Visas. I tell you it is very difficult to get one these days. You know my brother's neighbor's son, his Visa was rejected recently. I have heard he even had a 75% in his bachelors. By the way, how much did Ramesh get? Does he has distinction? kausalya... are you even listening to what I am saying?" Malini, kausalya's neighbor was trying to share her insights.
But.. Kausalya.. she was lost in her prayers. Malini's words, though they reached her ears but they never made it to her mind.
Kausalya knew only one thing. Each and everything is in the hands of the almighty. And she was determined to please him.
"Maaaaaaaa..... I did it... I flying to the USA... MBA.... mom... your son is going to be an M.B.A," Ramesh screamed with joy and hugged Kausalya. At that moment kausalya forgot everything, herself, her god, all she knew that it was the happiest moment of her son's life and so as her's.
Tears and Kausalya were close sisters. Kausalya expressed her every emotion with tears. She would cry if she was sad, she would cry even if she was happy and even in anger.
"Your name should have been ganga instead of Kausalya," Srinivas would always remark.
But today they were the happy ones.
The god of visa had indeed answered her prayers.
"I will have to pay four lakhs as first instalment to the college in a week," Ramesh declared.
"Yes yes. Don't worry. Your father will look after that," Kausalya said with a certain conviction although she didn't knew how her husband, an employee at a small private firm, could manage that.
"In one month I will be in California, USA. Mom do you even know how far is California from here? It takes almost a day even if you travel by the plane," Ramesh seemed all excited about his future.
And all kausalya could see was that her son would leave her and go to some far far land. Twenty two years and never ever was he away from her. Or was he?
She remembered, two years ago Ramesh had gone to a tour with his friends for a week. She remembered how she would call him day and night. She was so worried about his food. And about his safety, infact she never ever wanted to allow him to go so far to Goa all alone with his friends. But Ramesh would not listen to her.
"Will you call me everyday from California?" Asked kausalya with tears in her eyes.
"Of course I will Ma! Maaaaaa... Please don't cry not today at least. I am in such a happy mood," Ramesh tried to cheer her up.
"Well I have lot of things to do. I need to do my shopping, by the way I need all new clothes I tell you. I will also have to buy a laptop and the most important thing I need to book the ticket as early as possible. There are lot of things. I better write them down," Ramesh was lost in his own world. Infact in his new world.
"It must be your father. Open the door beta," Kausalya screamed from the Kitchen.
"Oh mom! Please do it for yourself. I am busy on the internet," Ramesh replied.
Rubbing her face with her dough hands she made a dash to the door. She knew it, it was her husband.
"Ramesh got the Visa!" kausalya cried out with ecxitment as soon as she saw Srinivas.
"He got the Visa today morning. Didn't I tell you my prayers would be answered." She repeated thinking Srinivas might not have listened to her properly.
Srinivas looked tired more than usual.
He did hear the news, but there was no excitment, no happiness in his face. No reaction.
'What happened? Let me get you a glass of water first. I know you must be tired," kausalya rushed to fetch a glass of water.
"So what do you think? Oh! I am sorry. Ramesh should tell you this by himself. let me call him," kausalya tried to call Ramesh but was interrupted by Srinivas.
"No. Not now. I am not in a good mood."
"What happened? Is everything ok?"
"Nothing. Just leave me alone for sometime."
"But tell me what happened!" Kausalya tried to ask.
"Nothing. I told you I am not in a good mood!" Srinivas screamed.
"What do you mean you are not in a good mood. Are you not happy for your son? Don't you wish that he should live a happy life? Now that today he has achieved something, isn't it your duty to share his happiness?" kausalya went on.
"It's not that. I am tired. We will talk tommorrow."
"Tommorrow? When do you have time for us? Always work work work. Why did you even marry me when you don't have time." Tears ran through her cheeks.
"There are so many things you should attend to. So many responsibilities. We have to pay the fees in a week. He has to book his flight ticket. Buy few things. It's only a month you know. We also have to go to Tirupati. So many things..... when do we have time to talk."
"It's not that! You don't understand!"
"What it is that I don't understand?"
"I lost my job today!!!!" Srinivas screamed and silence followed.
to be continued.....
p.s: I dedicate this story to my parents
Note: the characters and the incidents describes in the story are purely fictitious and bear no resemblance with anyone living or dead. Any resemblance is purely a coincidence.