We came out of the house, past the building gate,walked along the main road, passed the by lane. A few steps ahead, we met our old housemaid. Seeing us, she felt so happy that she laughed. Her laughter was so yellow, I don’t want to describe it any further and I leave to you to understand that we felt suffocated and couldn’t help answering her questions, like how we are, who is working now? Could she come for giving my mother some massage and all.
Ma gave her little money and we proceeded further. Reached a baker’s shop and ordered some savouries and told him that while going back home, we will collect it. We proceeded further to the next by lane for walking and met our old school bus driver.
He smiled and he had long and sharp teeth. Recognized me and asked what I was doing now. He told my mother –“Your son was very peaceful. He never quarrelled in the bus”.
After passing him, Ma looked at me and asked-“Is it a denture day?” We were walking and came the panipuriwala. We stopped for it and had panipuris when a small girl brought a pitcher full of good water. The panipuri seller, made the tamarind water.
The girl is very fluent in Marathi and she asked her father would she bring some more. To this her father said-“No, now you sit here.”
As we were gulping down the panipuri very faster, the girl started laughing without any control. Both of us also laughed. This time, her denture and laughter was from her heart and joyful. That we forgot the laughter of the old acquaintances
Came back and collected the bakery product and both of us checked in the mirror, that how do we look when we laugh and it was okay. Relief.