Baskar disturbed the silence. “We are not convened here to keep silence. Speak your mind.” Baskar opened the topic.
“Keeping silence is not the sign of our consent, Baskar. “ Vidhya Kiran showed her resentment in her words.
Vijay Kiran continued as her part to blame him:” You’ve already fallen in love with her before knowing that she’s your concubitant ; now, you have full freedom to marry her. By this marriage, you are going to become a billionaire. How happy we are, you know!”
Baskar uttered:” What the ancestors told us can’t be false and it is axiom.”
His irrelevant answer made them throw a tantrum and asked him,” What do you mean?”
“I mean what our ancestors experienced can’t be false. Ten gents can stay in a room peacefully but no two ladies can remain in a single room peacefully. “
“When have you turned into a misogynist?” Vidhya Kiran ridiculed him.
“I’m not a misogynist but a philogynist.” Baskar retorted.
“As a philogynist, you wish to be a trigamist, isn’t it?” Vidhya Kiran darted arrows to vanquish him.
“In what way you are related to Shyamala?” Baskar wanted to vanquish her in the argument.
“If you marry Shyamala, then she is your concubine and has equal rights over you. We can’t accept it.” Vidhya Kiran asserted.