“Throw it in the garbage.” Lakshmi fumed.
Baskar understood her mood, He left silently.
When he met Shyamala in the Medical college, he gave the tiffin carrier his mother gave and told her:” This is for you specially prepared by your mother -in-law.”
“Do you mean your mother?” Shyamala was surprised. “Has the sun risen from the west?” she added.
“It’s all due to my persuasion.” Baskar boasted.
“It’s incredible. The whole world knows that you are an arch liar next to Karunanaidhi. I won’t believe your words.” Shyamala couldn’t believe his words.
“You will understand in the evening.”
“Is it an auspicious time?” Shyamala made fun of him.
“Yes, for both of us. Let it be. Why did you jilt Sunder?”
“Who said? I won’t jilt him. He is smarter than you. So I am going to marry him also.”
“So, whoever smart, you will marry, isn’t it?”