Thursday, 30 May 2013

DILEMMA

I open his second mail,

Dear Amy,

Now that i have humored you let me come to the point about your mail to me. Before i even begin to talk about it let me remind you  Amulya you are not a quitter, i understand very well how you must be feeling about being there but Amy it has been eight years... that place is your home no matter how much you deny it. When you left home you were young and you weren't able to decide but you have matured in past eight years and you are capable to cope and handle the situation. Amy you are Amulya Deshpande but sayuri still exists within you accept her and stay Amy don't run away from who you are... And read the letter your mother was an intelligent woman. Trust her.

with love ( no matter what you decide i am there for you)
Allan

after reading this, i feel a little relived as i always do when he tells me what to do. Most of the times when i am unable to decide i just have to listen to him i have developed enough trust on him that i listen to his decisions with out having to think twice. It is easier sometimes to just listen to some one rather than breaking one's head over something. I sigh and pick the letter from mum ma and take deep breath before opening it.

To Sayuri

I really hope you read this letter, and i believe you will eventually read this if not immediately. This empire is our dream, your father's and mine and it is as precious as you are to us, to me.. i know you will never understand it but this is nothing but truth. Sayuri please don't let any thing to happen to our dream it is your responsibility now... it is an humble request. I trust you to handle it.If i know you well you would have decided to give away the property..

BUT PLEASE DON'T GIVE IT TO ANUPAM.

your mum ma
Madhurya

what? i sigh! my mother has always been difficult to understand. I try to sleep ...

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she wakes up choking to pitch darkness, gets up to drink water. She gets up from her bed, walks into the darkness to the second floor opens a door

there is a creak

"who is it?" a croaky male voice

"it is me." she replied

"Amulya??" he asked

"yes."

"are you okay? switch on the light. "

"yes, i want to just say i am staying here.. i am taking my responsibility good night." she walks away

"Amulya!!" he cried out
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