24-05-2019, 10:11 AM
April 2010, just had finished my degree and had ample time for results. Had never been to Banglore and was dying to witness the Silicon Valley of India. My uncle and his family live there. Family consists of Vanada Aunty and her school going kid.(Vandana Aunty also has a cute girl who's studying engineering in Hyderabad). My uncle owns a retail mart and what else could be a good place to learn management after the degree than a retail store of your family. So things appeared conducive for a month’s stay at banglore. On a weekend left to banglore on a train reached there early morning, caught hold of an auto and reached my uncles place. The bungalow had been designed fantastically, needless to say, Vandana aunt’s mastermind. I rang the bell expecting chotu to open the door. To my surprise it was Vandana aunt who opened the door and welcomed me in. She was in a full size night dress covering her in a shawl. It was normal, and nothing extreme was running inside my mind. Perhaps the devil was still asleep. Whole family was happy, asked about my journey, my exams etc. We had a tasty breakfast and uncle left for his store after an hour. Chotu was excited to see me with couple of PC games cd that I had presented him. He immediately took me to his room and asked me to help him out with installation. I was enthusiastic too. Little did I know these gaming CDs would aid me one day.
First day just passed normally resting and watching TV. I am a shy kind of guy and specially don’t like chatting with anyone a lot. Not with Vandana aunt too, despite she being my firs crush in childhood. So we never had developed a good rapo even after knowing each other from the day she got married to my uncle. The second day was a monday and chotu had to leave for school. I felt this to be boring as no one would be at home and decided to visit the retail store right away. Even aunt suggested the same. I was happy that she was at least showing an attachment. So started visiting the store. The first week was gr8, came across various customers with diverse requirements, also met my uncles financial parner Mr Rao. Mr Rao is a prominent socialist and well known for funding small scale businesses. Interesting guy. Each and every sentence he utters appears to be coming out from a genius and the style like an actor. This ones the guy who is responsible for my sexual encounters. But slowly things started getting boring. Same store, same staff, same process. I told this to my uncle and he gave a good suggestion to visit other retail stores in the city and learn new things. This was cool. Would get a chance to see banglore at the same time develop knowledge. Vandana Aunt didn’t know about this. Next day I left with uncle to his store then from there with one of his staff member ‘Sadanand (Sada)’ started my banglore darshan on a bike. We roamed to various destinations like Garuda mall, Mantri Square, Sigma Mall etc. On Wednesday, second week of my stay, We returned early afternoon and as going back to uncles retail store would be long Sada directly left me to my uncles bungalow in the afternoon. Here was the surprise.
I rang the bell 3-4 times. No one responded. I thought Aunty must have gone out and I was just leaving but suddenly the door opened. Vandana aunty was in a mess. Hair untied, no specs, no bindi, Sari loosely tied, bra strap visible etc. I just was confused as to what had happened. She noticed the question on my face and replied
“Oh its you? How come so early? Nyways come in. I just had a bath and was getting ready to leave to your uncle’s store.”
I smiled in confusion and entered in, nodding my head.
“Aunty, just finished my visits early today, was tired so came back. Sorrry…….”
When I went in I was stunned. It was Mr Rao sitting on the couch with the Tv remote. Even more confused I starred at Mr Rao. He smilingly replied
“Oh Raj, We have a party this evening and just came here to receive Vandana. Will pick up your uncle on the way. Have your lunch and you too join us”.
Things were clear and I was happy for the invitation. I said “sorry sir, I am a bit tired, u ppl enjoy. Mbbe I’ll join u nxt time:” Aunty in the meantime got ready, was looking beautiful in Blue sari and after 15-20 mins they left. At 6.00pm chotu was back home and At 9.00 pm uncle returned back alone. On asking he said,
“ Vandana and Mr Rao with his wife are at the party. They will be late. I have ordered pizzas for us. Let’s enjoy them over a Carom match.” All this was strange. The atmosphere had some negative waves. I thought it must just be because in my family ladies don’t go out with other men. I was archaic and the world I was witnessing was modern. Chotu slept at 10pm, and we were playing carom. At about 10.45pm the bell rang and aunt was here. Mr Rao himself had dropped her. On this my uncle was a bit angry. I could feel it. He ended the game instantly and asked me to go upstairs and sleep. At about 11.15pm heard some rough sounds from uncle’s room downstairs. Chotu was asleep, so shut the door properly and went outside on the steps. Uncle and aunt were quarrelling.
Uncle: ‘U are misusing the freedom I gave you. Its 11 night and you come home with other man on his car. What will people in the locality feel.’
Vandana Aunty: “sorry dear the prize distribution ceremony lasted so long, so was late.”
Uncle was not ready to listen and just bashed her. Aunt tolerated to some extent, and then shouted in return
“U always stay away from ppl. No networking. That’s the reason why u still operate a small store. That too funded by Mr Rao who haapens to be my friend Mrs Raos husband. I like to interact with people and this is the first time I am late. It wont happen again.”
Both were calm thereafter. Probably they left for bed. I didn’t like Uncles behavior towards Vandana aunty, but then his concerns were legitimate. The next morning all was normal. Everyone had breakfast and left to work.
First day just passed normally resting and watching TV. I am a shy kind of guy and specially don’t like chatting with anyone a lot. Not with Vandana aunt too, despite she being my firs crush in childhood. So we never had developed a good rapo even after knowing each other from the day she got married to my uncle. The second day was a monday and chotu had to leave for school. I felt this to be boring as no one would be at home and decided to visit the retail store right away. Even aunt suggested the same. I was happy that she was at least showing an attachment. So started visiting the store. The first week was gr8, came across various customers with diverse requirements, also met my uncles financial parner Mr Rao. Mr Rao is a prominent socialist and well known for funding small scale businesses. Interesting guy. Each and every sentence he utters appears to be coming out from a genius and the style like an actor. This ones the guy who is responsible for my sexual encounters. But slowly things started getting boring. Same store, same staff, same process. I told this to my uncle and he gave a good suggestion to visit other retail stores in the city and learn new things. This was cool. Would get a chance to see banglore at the same time develop knowledge. Vandana Aunt didn’t know about this. Next day I left with uncle to his store then from there with one of his staff member ‘Sadanand (Sada)’ started my banglore darshan on a bike. We roamed to various destinations like Garuda mall, Mantri Square, Sigma Mall etc. On Wednesday, second week of my stay, We returned early afternoon and as going back to uncles retail store would be long Sada directly left me to my uncles bungalow in the afternoon. Here was the surprise.
I rang the bell 3-4 times. No one responded. I thought Aunty must have gone out and I was just leaving but suddenly the door opened. Vandana aunty was in a mess. Hair untied, no specs, no bindi, Sari loosely tied, bra strap visible etc. I just was confused as to what had happened. She noticed the question on my face and replied
“Oh its you? How come so early? Nyways come in. I just had a bath and was getting ready to leave to your uncle’s store.”
I smiled in confusion and entered in, nodding my head.
“Aunty, just finished my visits early today, was tired so came back. Sorrry…….”
When I went in I was stunned. It was Mr Rao sitting on the couch with the Tv remote. Even more confused I starred at Mr Rao. He smilingly replied
“Oh Raj, We have a party this evening and just came here to receive Vandana. Will pick up your uncle on the way. Have your lunch and you too join us”.
Things were clear and I was happy for the invitation. I said “sorry sir, I am a bit tired, u ppl enjoy. Mbbe I’ll join u nxt time:” Aunty in the meantime got ready, was looking beautiful in Blue sari and after 15-20 mins they left. At 6.00pm chotu was back home and At 9.00 pm uncle returned back alone. On asking he said,
“ Vandana and Mr Rao with his wife are at the party. They will be late. I have ordered pizzas for us. Let’s enjoy them over a Carom match.” All this was strange. The atmosphere had some negative waves. I thought it must just be because in my family ladies don’t go out with other men. I was archaic and the world I was witnessing was modern. Chotu slept at 10pm, and we were playing carom. At about 10.45pm the bell rang and aunt was here. Mr Rao himself had dropped her. On this my uncle was a bit angry. I could feel it. He ended the game instantly and asked me to go upstairs and sleep. At about 11.15pm heard some rough sounds from uncle’s room downstairs. Chotu was asleep, so shut the door properly and went outside on the steps. Uncle and aunt were quarrelling.
Uncle: ‘U are misusing the freedom I gave you. Its 11 night and you come home with other man on his car. What will people in the locality feel.’
Vandana Aunty: “sorry dear the prize distribution ceremony lasted so long, so was late.”
Uncle was not ready to listen and just bashed her. Aunt tolerated to some extent, and then shouted in return
“U always stay away from ppl. No networking. That’s the reason why u still operate a small store. That too funded by Mr Rao who haapens to be my friend Mrs Raos husband. I like to interact with people and this is the first time I am late. It wont happen again.”
Both were calm thereafter. Probably they left for bed. I didn’t like Uncles behavior towards Vandana aunty, but then his concerns were legitimate. The next morning all was normal. Everyone had breakfast and left to work.
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