DEAR BAVA: A Story Of Love, For The Story Of Life.

2.

                                                                        Nageshwar Rao Shetty.

" Yevandi, your coffee " Kamala placed the cup of coffee cup on the teapoy as I was going through the hospital files of the place I was working under.

"Kamala, did he wake up? if he woke up tell him to meet me " I said to her who was standing a few distance away from me.

"He won't get up now, came home in the early two being all heavily drunk, and Harsha and Mitra were carrying him around their shoulders. Now see he will sing songs of ' amma headache, amma hangover ', why are you not stopping him from drinking ? he is so sensitive in such a manner "My wife sometimes feels like she is the only one who takes off her children and I am not responsible for it.

" So you are saying that I appreciated him going and drinking and not taking responsibility for our kids? Is this what you wanted to say? " Keeping the. Files aside as I straighten my spectacles properly.

" I am not saying like that, stop assuming things like that. Why don't we get him married to some other girl " Kamala said almost making me go into blanket space.

No matter what happens he won't even think of getting married to someone..who is not her ... especially her.

" This is what we say aauakt ke bahar. Do you think he will marry someone or a random girl? Not even lord Brahma's words he will listen. "  I said that almost all ended up getting frustrated by daily things.

" Amma ...maa lemon juice, the head is blasting up like a shit " and finally he has woken from his drunken state.

There he is standing in his yesterday's clothes for a party celebration of his movie success with his team members. Including my two monkey kids Mitra and Harsha.

His black pitch grown hair has touched his neck with slightly small facial hair on his skin making him look even more handsome hunk.

Sometimes I do wonder, is he my son or something else?

Massaging his temple in pain that was just an external one. But as per my knowledge, he is still suffering from the internal pain in his heart.

The same pain, he has been suffering for the last five years.

Nor I can guarantee any miracle to happen in his life. Sometimes I feel, am lacking some part of not fulfilling my son's wish.

" When will you stop drinking? Do you even know that you have a low tolerance for alco-"

"Amma ..stop your nagging morning itself like FM radio, go and bring some lemon juice for me," he said in pure irritation as the alcohol was still making him feel hammering in his head.

Kamala looked at me as I looked at her telling her to go and make his hangover juice as coming to him who was now seated on the sofa rubbing his whole face in pain.

Starting a normal conversation by getting into the next point is the best thing rather than getting into a direct manner to make it more complicated. Why don't we start with some casual talk?

"So, heartily congratulations on your movie success Arjun " Saying this I took the opposite chair by gulping the awkwardness between father and son.

" Thank you. nanna " he said groaning in pain.

" I heard that you and your ex met ag-.Instead got cut with the roaring voice of a fierce tiger.

"Not you too nanna, why everyone is bringing up the topic? where ever I go they pick this shit of my life. I seriously don't even have any sort of interest in her, is it so hard for you all to get in your head or should I conduct an interview to tell you about my past and all? requesting media that I love someone? no matter what happens, I am not going to give up on her. I repeat no matter what happens, I don't even give a fuck about what industry, people, and especially your relatives and mom sides, I don't give a single fuck about them " With that he left the room making me go all speechless for a while.