“Actually who are her parents? Do you know and have you found out?” Ramanathan asked our astrologer.
Our astrologer nodded and paused as he was overwhelmed.
“I think it is destined that I have to reveal the secret after a long period of twenty one years. Even Sivasanakar hasn’t known who her real parents are as he never cared about it. But I am only the person who knows the secret of her birth. The man who was gasping for his breath and begged me to take care of his child was none but my brother-in-law, yes, the own brother of my wife, Varadhan and his wife, Shobana
Yes, Shyamala is my niece.My brother-in-law’s daughter. I don’t know whether the police investigated further about the accident or not. The dead bodies of Varadhan and Shobana were secretly cremated by the police. Nobody knows except me.
Lakshmi who was over-hearing cried and ran to the hall when she came to know that Shyamala was her niece. She had already heard that her own brother died in the accident and the whole family was the prey to the accident but when she came to know that her niece was rescued by Sivasankar and her husband, her joy multiplied and cried happily.