The driver told me that in few minutes, we would reach town. If you ask me, I really enjoyed the drive, and I wish it never ended.
The driver oversaw the alarm, so he told me that, we will reach the person's place in few minutes. Just kidding, the driver was a honest guy.
As we reached the town, I felt satisfied, it was a sleepy town, one of my colleagues had informed me about it. There is a huge market nearby, which is crowded once in week, while the rest of the day is like a calm desert.
As our sedan passed, an unusual house caught my attention. It was an old rambling heavy built house of the Jacobean style with heavy gables, and window usually small, the house was surrounded by a high brick wall. These types of houses were built by affluent people during the British-Era, and it is beautiful without any second thought. I thought for a while, that I need this house for my stay in this town. The driver stopped the sedan near the house. I was astonished, perhaps the driver had read my mind.
The driver told me the person resides here, and it wasn't the Jacobean style house, there was a house opposite to it. I got down from the sedan, it was a large house, with gable roof, and a small lawn. I looked over the shoulder at that peculiar house, which grabbed my attention. I turned towards the person's house.
I grabbed my mobile phone from my pocket and read the message again. The name of the person was, Mrs. Sunita. I stepped in the porch, hitting the bell. The door opened, and I saw a tall and a slender woman. She was fair, and her hair was tied. She had worn a long salwar kameez, I guess she would be six feet taller, and not to mention, she was taller than me. Mrs. Sunita enquired, "Are you from the branch?" I replied, "Yes." She smiled and welcomed me, I smiled too. The room was big and beautiful, I sat on the sofa. Mrs. Sunita pulled a tug bell and ordered for refreshments. Mrs. Sunita told me that, she was an Ex-employee of the bank, where I worked, and now she is a landowner.
She has employed people for farming, and her husband is a Doctor in a Government Hospital in another town. Mrs. Sunita was a learned woman.
Mrs. Sunita asked about my personal life, so I talked about my family. Mrs. Sunita questioned, "Is your house near, Nice Street?" I replied, "Yes." Mrs. Sunita gasped, "Do you know, Mr. Rey or his sister Ms. Torrie or his wife Mrs. Angie. They have a restaurant at Nice Street."
I smiled, and replied, "Yes. Ms. Torrie is now Mrs. Torrie, my wife, and Rey and his wife Angie are now my relatives." Mrs. Sunita chuckled, "Gosh!! I have met my far relatives through you." She told me that, she had lost her contact numbers after leaving the town, two years ago, and she is glad to find her relatives. I told, "Don't worry, I will call Torrie, and do your talks." I called Torrie, she asked me about my travel, I conversed that I have found her relative, and I didn't reveal much. I handed over the phone to Sunita.
Sunita and Torrie had their talks. Sunita's eye were welled up, and later she giggled, she talked to Rey and Angie too. Sunita gave them her contact number and address, inviting them to visit. Sunita handed over the phone to me. Torrie was happy and she thanked me a lot. Later she kissed me over the phone and cut the call.
Sunita was elated. She said, "You are the hubby of my cousin, so you are my Brother, you can stay in this house. You can meet my husband too when he comes back today." I smiled and replied, "Thanks for the gesture, but I will stay at the house rented by the bank." She smiled, "Alright Brother. I will fulfil your wish. But the food will be prepared by me, and you have to accept without any option." I laughed and replied, "Okey-Dookie Sister. I will honour your wish." Sunita smiled, and I lifted my portmanteau. Sunita and I stepped out of the house, and I saw the old house which my wish was to stay, and I was ruminating over it.
