RAGHU: I would love to be uncle’s best man at your wedding.

VIMALA: Can he find a better man? (PAUSE) But is there something didn’t strike you.

RAGHU: What’s that auntie?

VIMALA: The phonetic likeness of Pratap and Prati.

RAGHU: Believe me; I’ve got it in the car itself.

VIMALA: You’re smart. But what you see of my love is a fraction of what’s hidden in my heart.

RAGHU: How I envy uncle.

SFX – opening of the door.

VIMALA: Ragu don’t give a miss to the miss.

VIMALA: Oh, you’re smarter than I thought

SFX- Closing of the door.

VIMALA: (OFF) Why not I give him food in bed, as a prelude.

(PAUSE)

PRATAP: Why spoil me Vimala …

VIMALA: Wanting reciprocity.

PRATAP: Oh, you’re always one step ahead.

VIMALA: Why not follow me in my footsteps.

PRATAP: I need energy for that.

VIMALA: I’ll feed you with my hand for that.

PRATAP: Be warned, I’m really hungry.

VIMALA: You can have my share by right. Open your mouth (PAUSE) that’s a good boy.

(PAUSE)

PRATAP: I told you, I’ve willed my whole to you.

VIMALA: But keeping yourself to you.

(PAUSE)

PRATAP: When you were a half-self.

VIMALA: What’s now, now that I’m myself?

(PAUSE)

PRATAP: Now I’m yours, what more do you want?

VIMALA: Pratap, Junior.

(PAUSE)

PRATAP: Vimala, oh, what we’ve missed.

VIMALA: What’s that?

(PAUSE)

PRATAP: Sumptuous times.

VIMALA: I want hard evidence.

(PAUSE)

PRATAP: You’ll have it in ample measure.

(PAUSE)

VIMALA: Well, I’ll join you soon.

(PAUSE)

SFX- Cleaning of vessels in the kitchen.

(PAUSE)

VIMALA: I thought you would be in siesta.

PRATAP: I was waiting to tell you something.

VIMALA: Why wait, you should’ve called me.

PRATAP: Do you know why I married a white?

VIMALA: Why, you men crave white skin, don’t you?

PRATAP: Oh, my wheatie, no other desi.

VIMALA: And no fun with pardesis.

PRATAP: Eyes glued on my Liz Hurley

VIMALA: Habits die hard, I give up.

PRATAP: Give up on me or my habits.

SFX - Door buzzer sounds (PAUSE)

VIMALA: It could be Sekhar.

(PAUSE)

SCENE - 11

INT - Vimala in the drawing room.

VIMALA: Who’s that?

PRATI: It’s me mom.

SFX- Soundtrack of a door opening.

VIMALA: What Keerti, both of you bunked classes or what.

KEERTI: Auntie, you know it’s not possible with Prati.

PRATI: What happened to your trip mummy?

VIMALA: Well, it’s a long story of only a few miles journey.

PRATI: What mummy, you talk so strangely.




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