11-09-2026, 02:33 PM
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Continuation of Chapter 1 :
While mom served him the food he kept staring at her blouse fabric and stretch that was created due her huge breasts size. By the way my mom had put her saree pallu properly before being bent down to serve the food to him , No cleavage show and nothing unusual was visible but Prabin Uncle was continuously staring the side portion of her blouse without hesitating that somehow giving him the idea of the huge size of my mother’s breasts.
I was very angry after noticing his eyes over my mom, But that wasn’t the time for these discussions with my mom. I switched ON the TV and started watching a thriller and suspense movie on youtube. He kept sitting beside me and moving his eyes alternatively on the food and my mom. Mom went to the kitchen again after his food was served. I stared at Prabin uncle for a moment who had already started mixing potato curry with the rice and was ready to eat. He showed no interest in the TV that time while eating. I made myself busy in watching TV and were not looking at him anymore.
After 10 minutes mom’s voice came from the Kitchen – “Beta , ask uncle if he need anything more”
I looked at him he just said in high tone – “Nothing more Bimla ji.”
After saying this he said something in a very low voice that I clearly heared. The line was – “ Who needs food…enough for this time Bimla.” And after saying this he smiled mischievously.
For few seconds I was shocked that he called her name without adding “Ji”. Is he that much familiar in just one day. What kind of rubbish person he is. I even didn’t understood his sentence that he told to make hear to himself with such smile but suddenly I got the meaning of each word and that “enough for this time” was not about for food . After 15 minutes he completed his lunch and went to basin that was near the washroom.
I kept watching the TV. He turned towards the TV and said after washing his hands –“Do you like these non-sense type of bullshit thrill movies ?” Hearing this from him I definitely not like those words and an anger arose in my mind. In my I mind I told “Who the hell are you to judge my likes and dislikes , this is my house and whatever I want I do. Gate out from here” But I didn’t say anything to him just smiled a liitle a kept watching. He took out his phone and did something in it that was not my area of interest. He then went towards the kitchen. I didn’t liked his such behavior. An unknown man who came for the first time at our floor, in our flat is doing and saying whatever he likes such that he is very much familiar to us. I heared some talks between mom and him at the kitchen door. And after 5 minutes he went out of our flat. I quickly followed him and locked my flat’s door after he took his step out of our flat.
I went to the mom and asked –“ What was he saying few seconds ago ?”
Mom – “ Nothing beta . Just saying Thank you for the lunch. Here is your coffee. Take it.”
I have coffee two time a day. One after returning from my coaching classes and one during my late night studies.
I took the cup of coffee from the slab and said – “ Saying Thank you for 5 minutes ?”
Mom – “ What do you mean by 5 minutes dear, are you analysing his talks with a stop watch.”
I – “ No , just asking .”
Mom didn’t said anything and left the kitchen after cleaning the slab and basin.
I made the TV switched OFF and went into my room and sat lie on my bed. Our flat was a 2bhk flat. One room was mine and other was mom’s. Both room were opposite to each other divided by a sofa hall where TV was placed , kitchen , bathroom and a small balcony was attached to the sofa hall with three different doors. Balcony’s door was in middle of the kitchen’s and bathroom’s .
I was feeling little bit headache so made my eyes closed. After sometime being in that position I heard my mom’s voice coming from the sofa hall. I took out my mobile and saw it was 7:30 PM .
“O god, I slept for 2.5 hours. For me it felt like a 2 minutes.” I quickly woke up and rushed to the sofa hall. I saw mom was sitting there wearing a blue half sleeved nighty she usually wears after evening till the next morning. Her hair was tied behind with a rubber band. She was reading a magazine. I asked – “You called me ?”
Mom –“ Yes. See the time. Is this the time to sleep ?”
I sometimes sleep after coming back from coaching but only for 1 hour maximun , but today it was a long sleep. I nothing said to her and went inside the bathroom.
After making myself fresh I came out. She asked – “What should I cook for today’s dinner ?”
I – “As you wish. No choice from my side mom”
Mom – “Today I am not feeling well beta, if you agree can we order food from outside today”
I – “ What happened mom ?”
Mom –“ Just little bit pain in my back waist. I prepared lunch in that pain today but, I am feeling uneasy in preparing dinner. That’s why I said to order from outside.”
Being in a time span of 6 months it was the second time she was telling me order food from outside. She was very health conscious and never give preference to outside food times. But today she was doing so.
I said – “OK as you say. I will order the food in an hour.”
I went inside my room sat near the study table and took my notes and books for study. It been only 20 minutes passed , door bell rang. I didn’t got up to open as mom was already on the sofa room. I kept studying. I heared the voice of Prabin uncle inside my flat. I went to the sofa room and saw he was standing near the door holding big packet of black colour. Mom was continuously saying to him –“ There was no need for this Prabin ji , Really tere was no need for all this .”
I asked from behind – “ What happened mom ?”
Mom turned towards me and said – “ Uncle has brought dinner for us. As a price of lunch.”
Prabin uncle – “ Price ? What do you mean by price Bimla ji . I am just caring for our neighbour not paying for the lunch.”
Mom – “ I cant accept it yar…you going to live alone from today . So you have it. We will manage our dinner .”
Uncle – “ Oh come on Bimla ji. you have pain in your back waist. There is no need to cook dinner today. That’s why I brought this much dinner for all of us.”
I wondered in my inner self “how this man knew about my mom’s back pain. Mom only told me few minutes ago. Did he knew it earlier than me…but how , who told him. Mom ? Obviously mom had told him but why … what is the sense of all this ?”
Uncle then called me and said – “ Beta take this and put in your kitchen. Your mom is not taking this.”
Mom saw my face and then took the packet from his hand. She said – “ OK now. Done . But you have to be with us while having dinner today. Right Harsh ?” she asked this and take a look at me .
In my mind I said “Why are you again inviting this man for dinner. He already had lunch today at our flat.” I said nothing just nodded my head in “Yes” posture.
Uncle said – “I will be come here for dinner around 10 PM. But don’t wait for me. If you both feel hungry then have it without me.”
I said nothing , mom just smiled and then he left our flat’s door and went inside his flat.
Mom closed the door and went inside the kitchen to place that huge black food packet. I followed her and asked – “Is there any need to call him for dinner?”
Mom – “What kind of courtesy you are learning dear ? he brought food for us and I made him eat it alone? No way.”
I didn’t say anything and went inside my room. Around 9 PM I felt hungry so I went to the kitchen to see what he has brought. I opened the black packet and saw it was chowmein and Manchurian with a box of Gulabjamun. I take one gulabjamun into my mouth and enjoyed its taste. I was awesome and doesn’t belong to any of our nearby sweet’s shop. Mom saw me having it and asked – “ Are you hungry beta ? Then have your dinner, why are you waiting for uncle.”
I said – “I am not waiting for your new neighbour mom. I will have it before he comes.”
Mom laughed and said – “He is not only my neighbour, he is yours too.”
I – “He is behaving like a relative to us . A complete stranger trying to make his…”
Mom stopped me in middle and said – “He is a stranger , ok I admit it but see he is a very well mannered and cultured person. Having caring nature is very exceptional in today’s society. He is , so what’s wrong ?”
I was shocked how mom was defending her wors against mine. Whom she is considering a well mannered and cultured was staring at her blouse and stomach few hours back.
I went into my room and started using my phone. 1 hour passed and around 10:15 PM he arrived for having dinner with us. Mom greeted him once again and made him sit on the dinning table placed near the sofa set just infront of the kitchen. He was wearing a black shorts and a white round neck t shirt.
Mom called me and told me to sit near uncle and she went to the kitchen to take out dinner items in a plate for all of us three. Uncle kept using his mobile sitting beside me. Mom came with Manchurian and chowmein in three different plates palced together in a huge tray.
Uncle said – ‘ Bimla ji your nighty is beautiful , is it new ?”
Mom smiled and said – “ No Prabin ji, its not new.” She just replied this much.
Uncle – “But it looks very sexy on you .”
I was shocked on hearing this word from his mouth. He was telling her sexy directly infront me, her son. Mom replied – “Don’t be sarcastic this way Prabin ji to a 53 years old woman.”
Uncle – “I am not kidding Bimla ji. You don’t look like a 53 years old lady. Your physique is much younger than your age.”
I was listening all of his words. I clearly understood he is trying to flirt with my mom from the very first day as our neighbour. He was praising my mom’s body and beauty in a very unsual manner. I was sure mom was also not feeling comfortable on his words. Prabin uncle all of a sudden started discussing and praising about mom’s cloth and body.
Mom ignored all his word with a smile and then we all started having dinner. Our dinning table was not much big . Four chairs can be adjusted at a time. Uncle was just left side of me and mom was sitting just opposite to him with one chair gap from his right side. He was again satring at my mom while eating. Mom noticed him few times and then asked – “What happened Prabin ji ?”
Uncle – “ Nothing Bimla ji.”
Mom – “You are staring at me continuously while eating . Any problem ?”
Uncle – “No problem Ji, even it seems my all problems will get sorted out now soon.”
Mom – “What are your problems ?”
Uncle – “Hunger and thirst”
Mom laughed and said – “Food is infront of you already and chilled water too.
Uncle – “Yeah I know.” He smiled and then focused on the food.
I was listening all this clearly. Something was fishy preparing between them. Their conversations doesn’t seem like they have met for the first time or they were pretending as a first met neighbour just to make me comfortable. Although I have no proof of my thoughts but all these things are running inside my mind since I returned from the coaching that day.
TO BE CONTINUED…
While mom served him the food he kept staring at her blouse fabric and stretch that was created due her huge breasts size. By the way my mom had put her saree pallu properly before being bent down to serve the food to him , No cleavage show and nothing unusual was visible but Prabin Uncle was continuously staring the side portion of her blouse without hesitating that somehow giving him the idea of the huge size of my mother’s breasts.
I was very angry after noticing his eyes over my mom, But that wasn’t the time for these discussions with my mom. I switched ON the TV and started watching a thriller and suspense movie on youtube. He kept sitting beside me and moving his eyes alternatively on the food and my mom. Mom went to the kitchen again after his food was served. I stared at Prabin uncle for a moment who had already started mixing potato curry with the rice and was ready to eat. He showed no interest in the TV that time while eating. I made myself busy in watching TV and were not looking at him anymore.
After 10 minutes mom’s voice came from the Kitchen – “Beta , ask uncle if he need anything more”
I looked at him he just said in high tone – “Nothing more Bimla ji.”
After saying this he said something in a very low voice that I clearly heared. The line was – “ Who needs food…enough for this time Bimla.” And after saying this he smiled mischievously.
For few seconds I was shocked that he called her name without adding “Ji”. Is he that much familiar in just one day. What kind of rubbish person he is. I even didn’t understood his sentence that he told to make hear to himself with such smile but suddenly I got the meaning of each word and that “enough for this time” was not about for food . After 15 minutes he completed his lunch and went to basin that was near the washroom.
I kept watching the TV. He turned towards the TV and said after washing his hands –“Do you like these non-sense type of bullshit thrill movies ?” Hearing this from him I definitely not like those words and an anger arose in my mind. In my I mind I told “Who the hell are you to judge my likes and dislikes , this is my house and whatever I want I do. Gate out from here” But I didn’t say anything to him just smiled a liitle a kept watching. He took out his phone and did something in it that was not my area of interest. He then went towards the kitchen. I didn’t liked his such behavior. An unknown man who came for the first time at our floor, in our flat is doing and saying whatever he likes such that he is very much familiar to us. I heared some talks between mom and him at the kitchen door. And after 5 minutes he went out of our flat. I quickly followed him and locked my flat’s door after he took his step out of our flat.
I went to the mom and asked –“ What was he saying few seconds ago ?”
Mom – “ Nothing beta . Just saying Thank you for the lunch. Here is your coffee. Take it.”
I have coffee two time a day. One after returning from my coaching classes and one during my late night studies.
I took the cup of coffee from the slab and said – “ Saying Thank you for 5 minutes ?”
Mom – “ What do you mean by 5 minutes dear, are you analysing his talks with a stop watch.”
I – “ No , just asking .”
Mom didn’t said anything and left the kitchen after cleaning the slab and basin.
I made the TV switched OFF and went into my room and sat lie on my bed. Our flat was a 2bhk flat. One room was mine and other was mom’s. Both room were opposite to each other divided by a sofa hall where TV was placed , kitchen , bathroom and a small balcony was attached to the sofa hall with three different doors. Balcony’s door was in middle of the kitchen’s and bathroom’s .
I was feeling little bit headache so made my eyes closed. After sometime being in that position I heard my mom’s voice coming from the sofa hall. I took out my mobile and saw it was 7:30 PM .
“O god, I slept for 2.5 hours. For me it felt like a 2 minutes.” I quickly woke up and rushed to the sofa hall. I saw mom was sitting there wearing a blue half sleeved nighty she usually wears after evening till the next morning. Her hair was tied behind with a rubber band. She was reading a magazine. I asked – “You called me ?”
Mom –“ Yes. See the time. Is this the time to sleep ?”
I sometimes sleep after coming back from coaching but only for 1 hour maximun , but today it was a long sleep. I nothing said to her and went inside the bathroom.
After making myself fresh I came out. She asked – “What should I cook for today’s dinner ?”
I – “As you wish. No choice from my side mom”
Mom – “Today I am not feeling well beta, if you agree can we order food from outside today”
I – “ What happened mom ?”
Mom –“ Just little bit pain in my back waist. I prepared lunch in that pain today but, I am feeling uneasy in preparing dinner. That’s why I said to order from outside.”
Being in a time span of 6 months it was the second time she was telling me order food from outside. She was very health conscious and never give preference to outside food times. But today she was doing so.
I said – “OK as you say. I will order the food in an hour.”
I went inside my room sat near the study table and took my notes and books for study. It been only 20 minutes passed , door bell rang. I didn’t got up to open as mom was already on the sofa room. I kept studying. I heared the voice of Prabin uncle inside my flat. I went to the sofa room and saw he was standing near the door holding big packet of black colour. Mom was continuously saying to him –“ There was no need for this Prabin ji , Really tere was no need for all this .”
I asked from behind – “ What happened mom ?”
Mom turned towards me and said – “ Uncle has brought dinner for us. As a price of lunch.”
Prabin uncle – “ Price ? What do you mean by price Bimla ji . I am just caring for our neighbour not paying for the lunch.”
Mom – “ I cant accept it yar…you going to live alone from today . So you have it. We will manage our dinner .”
Uncle – “ Oh come on Bimla ji. you have pain in your back waist. There is no need to cook dinner today. That’s why I brought this much dinner for all of us.”
I wondered in my inner self “how this man knew about my mom’s back pain. Mom only told me few minutes ago. Did he knew it earlier than me…but how , who told him. Mom ? Obviously mom had told him but why … what is the sense of all this ?”
Uncle then called me and said – “ Beta take this and put in your kitchen. Your mom is not taking this.”
Mom saw my face and then took the packet from his hand. She said – “ OK now. Done . But you have to be with us while having dinner today. Right Harsh ?” she asked this and take a look at me .
In my mind I said “Why are you again inviting this man for dinner. He already had lunch today at our flat.” I said nothing just nodded my head in “Yes” posture.
Uncle said – “I will be come here for dinner around 10 PM. But don’t wait for me. If you both feel hungry then have it without me.”
I said nothing , mom just smiled and then he left our flat’s door and went inside his flat.
Mom closed the door and went inside the kitchen to place that huge black food packet. I followed her and asked – “Is there any need to call him for dinner?”
Mom – “What kind of courtesy you are learning dear ? he brought food for us and I made him eat it alone? No way.”
I didn’t say anything and went inside my room. Around 9 PM I felt hungry so I went to the kitchen to see what he has brought. I opened the black packet and saw it was chowmein and Manchurian with a box of Gulabjamun. I take one gulabjamun into my mouth and enjoyed its taste. I was awesome and doesn’t belong to any of our nearby sweet’s shop. Mom saw me having it and asked – “ Are you hungry beta ? Then have your dinner, why are you waiting for uncle.”
I said – “I am not waiting for your new neighbour mom. I will have it before he comes.”
Mom laughed and said – “He is not only my neighbour, he is yours too.”
I – “He is behaving like a relative to us . A complete stranger trying to make his…”
Mom stopped me in middle and said – “He is a stranger , ok I admit it but see he is a very well mannered and cultured person. Having caring nature is very exceptional in today’s society. He is , so what’s wrong ?”
I was shocked how mom was defending her wors against mine. Whom she is considering a well mannered and cultured was staring at her blouse and stomach few hours back.
I went into my room and started using my phone. 1 hour passed and around 10:15 PM he arrived for having dinner with us. Mom greeted him once again and made him sit on the dinning table placed near the sofa set just infront of the kitchen. He was wearing a black shorts and a white round neck t shirt.
Mom called me and told me to sit near uncle and she went to the kitchen to take out dinner items in a plate for all of us three. Uncle kept using his mobile sitting beside me. Mom came with Manchurian and chowmein in three different plates palced together in a huge tray.
Uncle said – ‘ Bimla ji your nighty is beautiful , is it new ?”
Mom smiled and said – “ No Prabin ji, its not new.” She just replied this much.
Uncle – “But it looks very sexy on you .”
I was shocked on hearing this word from his mouth. He was telling her sexy directly infront me, her son. Mom replied – “Don’t be sarcastic this way Prabin ji to a 53 years old woman.”
Uncle – “I am not kidding Bimla ji. You don’t look like a 53 years old lady. Your physique is much younger than your age.”
I was listening all of his words. I clearly understood he is trying to flirt with my mom from the very first day as our neighbour. He was praising my mom’s body and beauty in a very unsual manner. I was sure mom was also not feeling comfortable on his words. Prabin uncle all of a sudden started discussing and praising about mom’s cloth and body.
Mom ignored all his word with a smile and then we all started having dinner. Our dinning table was not much big . Four chairs can be adjusted at a time. Uncle was just left side of me and mom was sitting just opposite to him with one chair gap from his right side. He was again satring at my mom while eating. Mom noticed him few times and then asked – “What happened Prabin ji ?”
Uncle – “ Nothing Bimla ji.”
Mom – “You are staring at me continuously while eating . Any problem ?”
Uncle – “No problem Ji, even it seems my all problems will get sorted out now soon.”
Mom – “What are your problems ?”
Uncle – “Hunger and thirst”
Mom laughed and said – “Food is infront of you already and chilled water too.
Uncle – “Yeah I know.” He smiled and then focused on the food.
I was listening all this clearly. Something was fishy preparing between them. Their conversations doesn’t seem like they have met for the first time or they were pretending as a first met neighbour just to make me comfortable. Although I have no proof of my thoughts but all these things are running inside my mind since I returned from the coaching that day.
TO BE CONTINUED…
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