Renuka: Oh, what a ruthless leader you’re turning out to be?
Narsimma: Maybe, underneath I’ve always been ruthless Renu. Why, didn’t I keep you away till you showed me the way to save my studies?
Renuka: I am afraid we’re drifting away baava.
Narsimma: Don’t worry Renu, our love is sure to bind us together, and that’s forever.
Renuka: I feel as if your life has trapped our love in a padmavyuham. And my fear is that like Abhimanyu, you too don’t know the way out to save it.
Narsimma: But unlike his wife Uttara, aren’t you right in the middle to do that for me?
Renuka: It’s my only hope, and God forbid a let down.
Narsimma: Now wish that God wills our Madanna’s release.
Renuka: Won’t I pray for that any way. More so as that saves the kid and the Home Guard.
Narsimma: Oh, how it feels when you can’t pin hopes on prayers even. I experienced that when I was powerless to prevent your marriage. Well, it can never be described, and God forbid one can only experience it. And now, all my power seems inadequate to secure Madanna’s release.
Renuka: Oh really, how helpless life makes us to save our beloveds. Given my newfound zeal to serve our folks, now I’m coming to fathom your the then obsession for graduation. If not for my urge to further my vision won’t I wish to die if I were to fail you?
Narsimma: You failing me, forget about it. Can you do that even in your dreams Renu?
Renuka: But baava, its nightmares these days.
Narsimma: Why lose your nerve and tie my hands at this crucial moment? Are we not equally passionate about our mission?
Renuka: Why am I not here to strengthen your hands to fight for our folks? But are you not bloodying your hands more and more. Oh, don’t I find them slippery to hold even, leave alone lending support to you. Why not we rescind from violence and put some substance into our struggle baava?
Narsimma: Why not, let’s first secure Madanna’s release, and then we’ll have a full house to discuss. Didn’t Madanna himself hold you as the conscience keeper to the dalam?
Renuka: I’m relieved baava. Now won’t I pray for Madanna as much as for Raja and his escort?
Narsimma: Let’s see what the sarkarhas up its sleeve. Hope it’s not a case of Renu proposing and the regime disposing.
[Curtains down.]
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