7-The Mess up

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"At bangalore the climate is better than other parts of India", politely added Mr Aiyyar. He had sensed Mr and Mrs Prasad's uneasiness. "Crime rates also much less; as compared to the other cities",he said. Mr Prasad nodded. All of a sudden,his eyes caught his picture on the screen of the TV. There was Mr Sinha; Rocky's father. Now Jasmine, Rocky. Confused he walks to the Television. After about a minute, "Vidya Vidya, see". Vidya rushed,excusing herself. She was completely dazed."After about a minute after recollecting herself,she said, "that isn't Jasmine". "You don't recognise your God damn daughter in those scanty clothes",exploded Mr Prasad. Ask Ramesh(the driver) to take out the car.
Hands folded; eyes down, they excused themselves and left; followed by the guests.
In less than five minutes,they were in the Audi, speeding towards the police station.His name ruined; soiled; in a state of shock, both silent.

After two days Jasmine is packing her suitcase.She is leaving for Kolkatta. She would pursue her bachelor's degree in commerce from the  college and would stay in a hostel. Away from the comfort of her home and the pampering of her 'ma-pa', her friends; she would have to survive. Mr and Mrs Prasad chose to be quite. No one had spoken a word, since they got bail and brought her home.
His father not even looked at her and chose to stay back.
'I have broken the trust thought Jasmine', as she climbed into the car along with her mother and left for the Airport.

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