Mrs Subramanyam : By Swathi T

“Stop staring at him” quipped Gazal at Pooja “get back to work now”.

“huh” started Pooja “whats your problem..i am not looking at your boyfriend..okey”

“Instead of gaping at him like that..why don’t you go and express your feelings to Rahul.” Said gazal while staring at her system.

“what..you mean..i should go and propose him..no way…you know how many boys proposed me during college..no way..he should come and propose…that’s what Pooja is” said Pooja finally settling down at her seat.

Gazal rolled her eyes “huh..keep waiting…somebody else will come and take your Rahul away!!”

“hah..thats out of question…I can see he is clearly smitten by me…yesterday he asked me for coffee 2 times you know..unfortunately there were people around otherwise he would have proposed me!” said Pooja smirking her face.

“okey! lets see” said Gazal continuing her work.

Pooja’s half mind was at work and half at the other side of her cabin where Rahul was sitting and doing his work.

Later in the evening.
“Number 55 is coming tomorrow” said Pooja’s brother Rajiv as soon as Pooja returned home from work.

“what do you mean by number 55” questioned Pooja.

“55th groom for you my dear sister. I guess now I can open a marriage bureau ” Said rajiv smiling.

“very funny” said Pooja angrily and went to her parents room.

“I heard you have set up one more show for me tomorrow.” Said Pooja looking at her father.

“yes right..and this is going to be your last show” said Mr Rajanathan, Pooja’s father.

“oh really..thank god” said Pooja tired of all those match-watching!!

“yeah..because we will finalize tomorrow’s match whether you like or not!” said Mr Rajanathan while reading his newspaper.

“whaaat?? How can u do that to me?” yelled Pooja.

“Don’t shout!!! We gave you enough choice. We were ready to marry you off to the man of your choice but you haven’t found anyone yet. Me and your mother are getting old and we are loosing our patience and energy. And Subramanyam’s family is very good.” Said Mr Rajanathan.

“Subramanyam!!! Who is he?” said Pooja annoyed.

“He is the guy who is coming tomorrow to see you.” Said Mr Rajanathan.

“Whaaaaat…his name is Subramanyam….you..you..you.. are planning to marry me off to a man named Subramanyam….i cant believe this” yelled Pooja again.

Rajiv started giggling listening to Pooja’s tantrums.

There was lot of heated argument between Pooja and her dad for a while and Pooja had to finally agree to see the match.

“can you imagine who is coming to see me today?” said Pooja to Gazal next day in office.

“who?” asked Gazal.

“Mr Subramanyam!” said Pooja.
“who is he?” said Gazal.

“the man I am going to marry” said Pooja.

“whaaat!!!!” and Gazal burst into laughter.

“yes yes…please laugh…tomorrow the whole world will laugh after seeing “Pooja weds Subramanyam” printed on marriage cards” sighed Pooja sadly.

“but how r u letting this happen?” said Gazal stopping her laughter with difficulty.

“my dad is the culprit….he is getting old and making me go mad.” Said Pooja.

“but hey you are an adult ..you can take you own decisions.” Said Gazal.

“hmmm..anyway lets see..today I will scare that Subramanyam away” said Pooja giggling and with that Gazal also started laughing again.

Later in the evening Pooja dressed her shabbiest best. She didn’t wear any makeup..wore a pale green saree. She didn’t bother to wash her face after coming back from Office.

By 7:30 in the evening Subramanyam and his father came to Pooja’s house. Pooja was waiting in her room, to be called by her mom. After 15 mins Pooja’s mom came calling Pooja and made her sit right to opposite to Subramanyam. She stared at Subramanyam and almost wanted to puke. He was a total contrast to his dream boy Rahul. He seemed as if he just had his head dipped in a pool of coconut oil. He wore cotton cream color half sleeves shirt which he didn’t tucked it in pant. He was wearing a brown color shoes which were not polished. She almost wanted to shriek when she saw a typical south Indian moustache on his face. She felt sick in her stomach. Subramanyam only looked once directly at Pooja and started listening to conversation between his father and Mr Rajanathan. Pooja was not able to bear the scene and took permission to leave the room. As soon as Pooja came to her room she felt dizzy and was almost chocked to the idea that one day Mr Subramanyam might be her husband. After half an hour Subramanyam’s family left. Both Mr and Mrs Rajanathan were happy with Subramanyam’s family.

“Pooja they have liked you and I feel you are very lucky” said Mr Rajanthan confronting Pooja
“Oh..they liked me..what an honour…!” said Pooja disgustingly.

“what is this..behave yourself Pooja..this is no way to talk” said Mr Rajanathan angrily.

“How on earth can you think that I could marry with some xyz person…have u seen his shoes…he didn’t even bother to polish them..” said Pooja almost helplessly

“those things doesn’t matter Pooja..what matters is his nature…he is a hard working person ..may be doesn’t have that fashion sense..you can make him learn” said Mr Rajanathan comforting Pooja.

“oh hell..i am telling you..i wont marry this person….i just agreed to see him..thats it” said Pooja aggressively.

“There is no choice for you Pooja” said Mr Rajanathan angrily.

“Oh is it..i am going to suicide if you force me to marry him” said Pooja.

“sure go ahead…me and your mom will also follow you the very next day into the heaven” said Mr Rajanathan.

Pooja started sobbing.

Mr Rajanathan started to leave her room but then turned back to give her one last chance. “Pooja , you know I already had 2 heart attacks…one more and I wont live…I gave you almost 2 yrs of time to find the man of your choice…now again I am giving you 2 weeks time…bring me the man of your choice and we will get you married..otherwise you have to marry the person I have selected..plz don’t disappoint me anymore if you want me to see alive” said Mr Rajanathan and he left her room.

“oh no that’s sad” said Gazal next day at the office.

“hmm..my dad had literally black-mailed me” said Pooja sadly.

“I am telling you Pooja..you should go and tell your feelings to Rahul. Don’t delay it. You still have a choice. You and Rahul look made for each other.” Said Gazal lifting Pooja’s spirit.
But somehow luck was not favoring Pooja, Rahul was out of station for few days and didn’t come to office for a week. Gazal persuaded Pooja to call Rahul on his mobile and tell him her feelings but Pooja wanted to wait until Rahul comes and wanted to talk to him face to face. She never imagined that one she would have to propose a man instead of the other way round but now she had no choice. Rahul joined back office next Monday 5 days later. As soon as Pooja saw Rahul in the office, she emailed him to go out during lunch time. Rahul almost immediately responded that he would be happy to have her company. Pooja anxiously waited for the lunch time.

“Hey lets go, we have a meeting now” said Gazal standing up from her place.

“meeting!!!..oh yeah I forgot” said Pooja absent mindedly

“yeah I know, today your heart and brain is somewhere else” said Gazal squinting her eyes at Pooja..

The whole team gathered in war room.

Pooja stared at Rahul as usual. He was looking smart and sexy as ever. She could see that Rahul was in a very happy mood. She felt so impatient and wanted this meeting to be over soon. For half an hour each member of the team gave the gist of their work report to their manager. Pooja was looking at her watch for every 5 mins. Meeting was over just over 5mins before 1pm and everybody started to leave.

“Hey guys…please wait for 5 more minutes” said Pooja’s manager.

Everybody turned back and stopped.

“Today our team-mate Rahul wants to share something” continued Pooja’s manager and looked at Rahul “ go ahead Rahul..make the announcement”.

Rahul was in all smiles and also felt a bit awkward too.

“Well guys..as you all know that I was not in town for past few days, the reason is…I got engaged finally” said Rahul with a grin.
Everybody in the room started congratulating Rahul and wished him good luck. Gazal and Pooja stood there silently not able to believe what they heard. When almost everybody finished wishing Rahul, Pooja moved slowly towards Rahul.

“Congrats Rahul” Said Pooja with a feable smile.

“thank you so much Pooja” said Rahul.

“it almost took 3years for me to make my parents agree” said Rahul with satisfaction.

“3 years??” said Pooja.

“Yeah I and Diya, my fiancée, have been going together since last 3 years. As our religions are different both our parents didn’t agree but atlast they gave in” said Rahul.

“oh that’s nice” said Pooja with a heart broken voice.

“well lets go for lunch now..i will tell you more details” said rahul

“oh..umm..i am sorry Rahul..i just now got a call from home..i have to go..my mom is not feeling well..sorry we will go some other time” said Pooja almost with tears.

“oh I am sorry..shall I drop you” said Rahul with concern.

“no no I am fine..u go ahead” said Pooja and took permission from her manager to take half day leave.
As soon as Pooja came home, she locked herself into her room and started sobbing. She felt as if her whole world came crashing down. One week soon went by and Mr Rajanathan finalized Pooja’s marriage with Subramanyam. Marriage date was fixed for next month itself as Mr Rajanathan didn’t want to take any chances with her daughter. One whole month went by a blink for Pooja. She sulked everytime she saw her marriage card with ‘Pooja weds Subramanyam’ imprinted in it. She hated the name itself, she dreaded how would she adjust with that man. She couldn’t believe she was succumbing to her parent’s pressure. Mr Rajanathan was on top of his world as his major responsibility is finally coming to an end. He was very happy with his choice and had faith that Pooja too would eventually be happy after the marriage.

“Pooja..i cant believe..you are doing this to yourself…you have got every right to say NO” said Gazal on the day of the marriage

“That’s my fate Gazal…I always thought I was the luckiest person Gazal…all that was wrong…anyway…I cant take risk with my dad’s health..if something happens to my dad, I cant face the guilt…this is for him..that I am marrying man of his choice” said Pooja while going towards marriage altar.

2hours later she became Mrs Subramanyam.

After 2 days there was marriage reception held in her place and all of Pooja’s colleagues attended the function including Rahul. Rahul came along with his fiancée and they looked totally in love with each other. Pooja was totally disturbed with his presence and felt a pinch of jealousy towards Rahul’s fiancée.

The very next day everybody went to Tirupati for the blessings and stayed there for 2 days. During this whole time Subramanyam and Pooja hardly talked. She was all the more pissed off cos she had to resign her job and leave to Mumbai where Subramanyam was working. From Tirupati both Pooja and Subramanyam were packed off to Mumbai.
Subramanyam rented a brand new flat for both. As soon as she entered the flat she got the strong smell of coconut oil and almost soon felt dizzy. She was shocked to see minimal furniture in the flat even though Subramanyam has been working since past 5yrs.

“actually I didn’t buy much furniture…thought I will buy everything after you come here” said Subramanyam observing Pooja’s silence.

“ok..no problem..” said Pooja pitying herself for the situation.

“ok..why don’t u go and freshen up..i will make tea for you and bring something to eat” said Subramanyam

“ok” said Pooja and left to the bedroom.

She bathed, changed into a nightgown and fell on the bed.

By the time Subramanyam brought some breakfast from outside and made tea, Pooja was deep in her sleep.

Subramanyam silently finished his tea and took some rest in the bedroom without disturbing Pooja.

In the evening Pooja and Subramanyam both went for shopping. Pooja used to love shopping and on one day she spent nearly 40,000rs for the furniture and other stuff. She also had great taste in interior decoration. Pooja was taken aback when everytime shop keeper looked at the odd pairing of Subramanyam and Pooja. Subramanyam didn’t mind at all with the expenditure. As soon as they reached home, Pooja was feeling tired again and they both went into silent mode again. Pooja insisted that she is tired and slept. Subramanyam didn’t take an offense and slept after a while making sure that he didn’t disturb Pooja.

Next day Subramanyam had to leave office. He got up early, prepared himself breakfast and also prepared a curry for his lunch. Pooja didn’t wake up till the time Subramanyam was almost ready to go. She came to hall with sleepy eyes to see Subramanyam hogging the idlis.
“Sorry ..did you get disturbed?” said Subramanyam.

“No its alright..when do u leave usually?” asked Pooja, didn’t know what else to ask.

“I leave by 8:30” said Subramanyam

“oh ok” said Pooja yawning.

“there are some idlis in cooker, you can eat them after you fresh up.” Said Subramanyam finishing off his last Idli.

Pooja felt disgusted to see how Subramanyam ate. All his five fingers were soaked in sambhar and was licking his fingers in the end.

“umm…I generally eat bread or cereals for breakfast” said Pooja while picking up the newspaper.

“oh ok. There’s bread in the fridge. I will buy cereals in the evening while coming” said Subramanyam and got up to wash his hands.

“ok” said Pooja looking at newspaper.

“I prepared a curry for the lunch. You just have to prepare rice.” Said Subramanyam wearing his shoes.

“oh …you prepared curry too” said Pooja.

“yeah..you mom told me that you don’t know much cooking” said Subramanyam innocently.

“oh is it…what else did my mom told u about me” said Pooja taking offense.
Subramanyam felt bad in revealing this fact and said “ nothing else..actually, I like home cooked food..so I prepared curry for myself..if you want u can taste it” with that he left home.

As soon as Subramanyam left, she went back to bedroom and started crying. She felt as if the whole world is conspiring against her. She got up again around afternoon 12’o clock and then lazily went to freshen up herself. She didn’t touch the idlis prepared by Subramanyam and rather had bread which was kept in fridge. Later in the evening she felt hungry again and helped herself by putting rice in cooker. She had rice with the curry which Subramanyam prepared and she thought it wasn’t that bad. Subramanyam came home around 8pm. He went to bathroom, washed his face and legs and then changed into a lungi and a banyan.
Both Subramanyam and Pooja were silent as if the other person didn’t exist in the home. Subramanyam went into the kitchen and saw cooked rice which would be sufficient to only one person. He started putting one more glass of rice again in cooker when Pooja came in kitchen and said “I already had dinner, was feeling hungry. If that rice is not enough for you then cook rice otherwise don’t count me for dinner”.
Subramanyam didn’t understand what to say and put back the rice which he took out to cook and silently ate the remaining cooked rice with the curry he made in the morning. By the time he finished his dinner, he saw Pooja already in the bedroom with some magazine. For an hour he watched TV in the hall while Pooja was in bedroom reading magazine. By the time he finished watching TV, he went inside bedroom to see Pooja in deep sleep. He also fell on the other side of the bed and slept without disturbing Pooja.

This routine continued for weeks. The only conversation they both had was about food and what to buy for the house. Pooja in a way was happy with the independence.

One day she got a call.

“hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii” shouted gazal from the other side.

“oh hiiiiiiiiiii” thrilled Pooja to hear Gazal’s voice after long time.

“how have u been? After marriage u seem to forgot us” said Gazal.

“I am doing good..sorry for not calling all these days..how r you doing by the way” said Pooja

“I am ok..i miss you yaar…I get so bored without you in office!” said Gazal with honesty.

“me too…I miss everybody…” said Pooja going emotional.

“ok leave all this..how is your mr subbu??” said Gazal with giggle “oops I hope u wont mind calling ur hubby this way”

Pooja too started laughing “no no. its ok.”

“So, how is your married life madam…Hey you promised me u will give me all details..remember!!!” said Gazal.

“details!!! Ahh he didn’t even touch my shadow since marriage!!” said Pooja.
“oh I am sorry Pooja” said Gazal.

“hey don’t be..i am fine with it…infact I am happy…I don’t love this man Gazal…and when there is no love, physical intimacy becomes awkward..thankgod atleast Subramanyam realizes that" said Pooja.

“oh on Pooja…I ..i ..dont know what to say” said Gazal feeling bad to bring out the topic.

“don’t say anything Gazal. That’s my fate. I guess I will be the only married woman in this world who will die virgin” said Pooja giggling.

“anyway tell me how about others in office…does anybody remember me..and and..how is Rahul?” continued Pooja with pain.

“Hey everybody remembers u. Rahul is getting married next month. His fiancé might join our company soon..there are some talks going on” said Gazal “and sudha had baby last week…vinay gave his resignation letter and joining PWC…

Pooja kept listening all the updates and felt happy. Before the call was over Pooja promised that she will keep calling Gazal every once a week.

Pooja rarely called her parents and when they called she talked less. Mr Rajanathan was worried with Pooja’s behavior and prayed that his decision was not wrong.

2 months passed by. Pooja started searching for jobs and kept herself busy attending interviews. Pooja and Subramanyam rarely used to eat together. During those rare times, once Subramanyam asked Pooja “Can I invite a friend tomorrow for dinner? He has been insisting me since a long time to see you.”

“He is your friend. You don’t have to take my permission.” Said Pooja coldly.

“ok.” Said Subramanyam

“what about food? Do you want me to prepare something for him?” asked Pooja.

“no, I will order food from outside.” Said Subramanyam.

“ok” said Pooja.
Next day Subramanyam ordered food on phone and they delivered at home by 6pm. Pooja changed herself into a plain salwar suit and waited while watching TV.
By 8pm door bell rang and she went to open the door. She startled to see Rahul in front of her. But a second later she realized its not Rahul but somebody else. She almost didn’t notice Subramanyam standing aside.

“Hi” said Subramanyam’s Friend.

“hi..please come in” mustered Pooja.

“Pooja this is my friend Sandeep..and Sandeep this is my wife Pooja” introduced subrmanyam to each other.

Pooja went inside kitchen and pinched herself “Why on earth am I dressing like this today..shoooot”.

She brought some drinks from the kitchen and sat with them, all three sitting in three separate seats. Sandeep had the same husky voice as Rahul’s. He neatly tucked in his shirt and was wearing a well polished shoes. His skin was glowing. Pooja wondered if he was married.

“You should have brought ur wife along too.” Said Pooja to know his marital status.

Sandeep smiled “oh no no, I am still a free man” and laughed looking at Subramanyam. Subramanyam smiled back. Even Pooja smiled and rejoiced inside her heart.

After an hour Pooja served food on the table and all three started eating. Sandeep was doing most of the talking about issues like general politics, people in their office, work etc.. Pooja was not able to concentrate on what he was talking but rather was staring at him and Subramanyam and making comparisons.

“that’s a great tasting food i had after a long time.” Said sandeep looking at Pooja.

“uh..oh” stammered Pooja.

“yeah she is a great cook” said Subramanyam quickly.

Pooja felt awkward and for first time felt thankfull to Subramanyam for lying.

“you are one lucky guy Subramanyam” said sandeep

Subramanyam smiled in answer.

“Thanks” said Pooja to Subramanyam once Sandeep left their home.

“For what” said Subramanyam.
“hmm..for lying that I cooked the food” said Pooja embarrassed not knowing how he would react.

“oh that..i had to..because sandeep is close relative to my boss. I had to make an impression” said Subramanyam

Pooja was shocked. Though she didn’t like Subramanyam she never thought he was a kind of man who would try to make impression.

“whaaaaat… he looks like rahul?” said Gazal

“yeah ditto, may be Rahul is bit taller and more fair” said Pooja

“hmm..madam..now you are married..remember that” said Gazal

“uffo…I am not trying to have an affair with him ok..am just telling you” said Pooja angrily.

After a while when Pooja finished talking with Gazal on phone, her phone immediately rang again.

“Hi Mrs Subramanyam” said a voice

“Hi..sorry I didnt recognize you” said Pooja

“I am sandeep , Subramanyam’s colleague, remember the other day I came to your home” said Sandeep

“oh ya ya” said Pooja shocked and surprised that she was just now talking about him with Gazal.

“sorry did I call in wrong time?” said sandeep

“no its ok..but please simply call me Pooja” said Pooja gladly

“haha ok agreed..actually I need a small favor from you Pooja” said Sandeep

“oh whats that?” asked Pooja

“umm..actually one of my cousin sister is applying in wipro in Bangalore. Subramanyam said your brother works there. Is it possible for you to ask your brother to refer my sister?” said sandeep

“oh yeah, why not sure..no problem at all” said Pooja and the conversation continued for an hour.

“Hey…oh my god, its been an hour since we are on phone..i have to go and work otherwise my job is over..” said Sandeep

“ha ha..ok..no problem..keep in touch…” said Pooja hoping he would call again.

“yeah sure..nice talking to you…bye” said Sandeep and disconnected the call.
Pooja went gung-ho with the talk she had with Sandeep. Though they talked about normal things, the way of thinking was same for both. She again cursed her mis-match relationship with Subramanyam.

“Did sandeep called you today?” asked Subramanyam after he came home later that night.

“yes” said Pooja

“ok good. Ask your brother if he can do something..remember I need to make an impression.” Said Subramanyam.

“I will try” said Pooja and she hated the way Subramanyam was trying to make an impression for his position in office. But Pooja did try her best for Sandeep’s sake and his cousin sister got a call from wipro after 3 weeks.

Meanwhile Sandeep kept calling her every once a week and Pooja awaited for the call eagerly.

“Hey Pooja..dont u think its wrong..things may get worse..remember u r married woman..” said Gazal concerned.

“Gazal..now please….stop that…u know there is no love between me and Subramanyam..we are just co-existing..and Subramanyam is not very naïve as I thought he was..and by the way..i am being just friendly with Sandeep..nothing more..dont I have the right to have this much happiness in my life” said Pooja angrily and pouring her heart out.

“Subramanyam is such a lucky man Pooja..to have u as his wife..do you have any younger sister?” asked Sandeep one day on phone.

Pooja blushed and felt very happy with the comment “nope..no sisters”

“huh…poor me..ok why don’t you select a girl for me who has same qualities like you.” Said Sandeep.

“sure..i will try..but you know its difficult to find a girl like me” said Pooja.

“ha ha ya I agree. You are unique.” Said Sandeep and there was a silence between them for a while before they disconnected the phone.
Pooja knew sandeep was attracted to her and so as she to him. She felt an urge to divorce Subramanyam and seek a new life. Days passed by and the three occasionally met for a movie or at a restaurant. Movie plan was always made by Sandeep and Subramanyam readily agreed for it. There were times when Pooja used to sit in the middle of these two guys while watching movie and Pooja cherished those moments when her shoulder rubbed with Sandeep’s. Pooja noticed that sandeep never dared to touch her deliberately and liked him for that. Subramanyam didn’t make any fuss out of all this and in turn asked Pooja if Sandeep has ever spoken about his promotion or revealed any office secrets.

“I have to leave Subramanyam…I have no other choice..i cant live with him anymore” said Pooja to Gazal.

“oh my god Pooja..are you out of your mind..what about your parents? …be practical!” said Gazal.

“I am being practical Gazal…I have had enough…regarding my parents…they never really cared about me..otherwise they would have never married me off to this Subramanyam…” said Pooja in tears.

“But..but…did u tell your feelings to Sandeep..without knowing his response..dont take any step” asked Gazal.

“Leaving Subramanyam is final Gazal..about sandeep…I don’t know…I know that he likes me…ofcourse commitment is a different issue..if his reply is No then there is nothing I can do..but atleast I will be happy alone rather than living a love-less married life.” Said Pooja

After talking to Gazal, Pooja made her firm decision to tell Subramanyam that she wants a divorce and tell Sandeep her feelings.

Later in the afternoon she got call from Subrmanyam.
“Pooja, today Sandeep invited both of us to Hotel Plaza for dinner. I am stuck with some work today. As the hotel is near to our office only. I will come directly to the hotel and Sandeep has said he will come and pick you up as he will leave office early today….is that ok?” Said Subramanyam

“your wish” said Pooja who was delighted to hear that Sandeep will be picking her up.
“ok I will ask him to pick you up at 7pm then.” Said Subramanyam

“ok” said Pooja.

As soon as the call was over. She shouted on top of her voice. “Today is the day.” She thought. She got 4 hours to get ready and she did her best to look attractive. She wore a red georgette saree with sleevless blouse. She let her hair loose and dapped the best perfume she had. Exactly at 7pm her door bell rang and she ran to open it.

“oh my god..you look so beautifull” said Sandeep.

“thanks..” said Pooja who was awaiting for that moments since last 4 hours.

Sandeep ran a soft music in his car and was slowly humming ..often looking at Pooja.
Pooja was getting nervous and remembered the day when in the same way she braced herself to propose Rahul. This time she hoped nothing goes wrong.
After a while Sandeep stopped his car near a deserted road and looked at Pooja.

“I don’t know what I am going to speak now..will make sense or not..but Pooja I have to say I like you..may be like is not the word…but more than that” said Sandeep.

Pooja went numb and couldn’t believe her ears. Before she could say anything, Sandeep made her work easy.
“Pooja..are you ok..i…I ..am sorry..its just that today ” continued Sandeep “when Subramanyam said he has doctor appointment and asked me to pick you up..i know today was the day.”

Pooja startled again and said “Doctor appointment! But he said he had work in office today.”

“Work!! No, we both left office together and he went his way to doctor and I came to pick u up” said Sandeep.

“what!!” said Pooja “but why did he lie to me then.”

“I don’t know!” said Sandeep.

Pooja became silent and started thinking.

“oh..i know why..i never though Subramanyam would stoop down to this level…he actually wanted me to spend time with you for his promotion” said Pooja breaking the silence

“what …I am sorry..i don’t get you..what promotion are you talking?” said Sandeep.

“Well you are close relative to his boss right?” said Pooja

“me..no…I am no way related to his boss...” Said Sandeep honestly.

Pooja was totally taken aback and said “Sandeep tell me one thing. Remember the first time you came to see me, did you insist Subramanyam for seeing me!”

“no I never insisted infact Subramanyam was insisting me to come home.” Said Sandeep.

Pooja’s mind started swinging “ what about those movie plans…didn’t you plan those?”

“No..always Subramanyam planned for the movie and he used to ask me to call you and tell...” Said Sandeep “but…why are you asking me all this?”

“please drop me back home” said Pooja with tears in her eyes.

They were silent thoughout the way.

When they reached her apartment, she saw her flat lights were on.

“Tell me what is all this Pooja.” Said Sandeep.

"Nothing." said Pooja and got down from the car.

"Pooja..wait..listen to me" said Sandeep.

Pooja looked back and said “Call me Mrs Subramanyam” and left towards her home.

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