PRATAP: A mate is a birth right too.
SEKHAR: But I told you the hurdle is her daughter.
PRATAP: I’m sure we can get her around.
SEKHAR: It’s hard as it is and ….
PRATAP: It’s as if you’re again it.
SEKHAR: You may know Vimala doesn’t share our materialistic ethos. If you marry her by miracle, you may not stick together for long. She would never cross our shores and you can’t remain fish out of water here.
PRATAP: Maybe so, but let me see what life has in store for us.
SEKHAR: I don’t see any scope for hope. You want to get into her ex’s shoes. But Bhadru walked his life only in sandals, that too as an Engineer in the Department of Roads and Buildings. Bribe is more of a norm there than exception.
PRATAP: I heard he was killed in a contrived road accident.
SEKHAR: Well, he was known to take on the errant, that too head on. And a roguish contractor did him in a stage-managed road mishap.
PRATAP: It’s said one’s nature is one’s fate.
SEKHAR: Its other way round, mind goes the way fate takes it, buddhihi karmananusarine.
PRATAP: It seems the Eastern and the Western philosophies are the obverse and the reverse of the same thought-coin.
SEKHAR: And that shows in the ways and values of life.
PRATAP: True, what are Vimala’s ways and means?
SEKHAR: They have an ancestral house in Himayatnagar and she helps run a small pickles unit.
PRATAP: Nice simple living..
SEKHAR: With high thinking. The pickles succor the family of their car driver. Sadly, he too died in the accident.
PRATAP: He should’ve known, discretion is the better part of valour.
SEKHAR: There you are. Your name symbolizes chivalry, but the same applies to you. Why burn your heart a second time with the same flame.
PRATAP: That’s all about first love, in my case, the only love.
SEKHAR: Who knows, she too feels the same way.
PRATAP: What makes you think so?
SEKHAR: She’s has agreed to go with us to Amalapuram.
PRATAP: Oh really! When is it?
SEKHAR: Day-after tomorrow’s Gowthami Express.
PRATAP: Don’t you think it’s encouraging?
SEKHAR: What if it’s for old time’s sake.
PRATAP: So be it. Art of life lies in making good of half chances. If we travel by car, I’ll have more room to maneuver.
SEKHAR: And I can see games lovers play.
PRATAP: In the shadow of love on hold.
SEKHAR: If she agrees we’ll go the day-after tomorrow..