Navya: Because he loves you and wants to see you becoming MBAs from IIMs.
[Honking of a horn]
Navya: Hurry up, the auto uncle has come.
[Exit: Ranjan and Nrupa literally dragging their feet with their school bags and lunch packs.]
[Enter: Maid servant Anasuya with a broom and as she begins to sweep the floor.]
Navya: What a pity we deny our kids a certain present for the sake of an uncertain future. Why it’s the pressure of the times. Thanks to our dad and the times, what a wonderful childhood Nritya and I had. But would Nritya’s boss play the father to her.
Anasuya: Ammaevery man is not like ayya. How men ogle at the maid servants as they go about their work? You can understand how jittery it feels but changing households won’t help as men are same everywhere. But for the fear of their wives, men would be forcing themselves on the maid servants.
Navya: Oh, it’s another facet of the male malaise. That being a woman’s plight in another woman’s place, where she can be safe from the ogling men. I wonder how Nritya would cope up with that.
[Enter: Naveen with two suitcases and Nritya with two travel bags. Naveen rushes into their bedroom and Anasuya takes the bags from Nritya and takes them into the guest room (to the right of the stage).]
Nritya: Hi akka.
Navya: [Hugging Nritya] Welcome to being a Hyderabadi.
Nritya: Doesn’t it sound like barbadi. [Laughs]
Navya: [Frowns.] It’s no good talking like that.
[Anasuya comes back to picks up Nritya’s suitcases.]
Nritya: How are you Anasuya?
Anasuya: Your akka takes good care of me chinnamma.
[Anasuya moves the suitcases into the guest room. Anasuya comes out of the guest room, and takes leave of Navya and Nritya.]
[Exit: Anasuya and Navya and Nritya go into the kitchen.]
[Naveen comes into the drawing room with his briefcase and shoes. He goes about wearing his socks and shoes as Navya with lunch pack in hand followed by Nritya enter.]
Nritya: Bava,hoping for a drop, thank you for the lift.
Naveen: Why I forgot that your akka is packing you off to the hostel.
Navya: Don’t be unfair. I only want her to be on her own.
Naveen: I’m just joking.
[Naveen’s mobile rings and he answers the call (mime.)]
Naveen: My Secretary says the M.D is already missing me.
Navya: If it’s not for akka’s ears, may I take it is your secretary who is missing you.