Madhavan dabbled in a small way in the stock market. He did not have the kind of resources to invest big. He used to sit in a broking firm whenever he had time and make a couple of hundred buying and selling the stock the same day. Some days he would also lose. One day when he made a cheque for investing a slightly higher sum than usual on what he thought was a blue-chip stock that was expected to zoom, he felt he heard a wisp of laughter behind his back. When he turned round to see none, he decided not to invest. On the second day, the stock crashed when the fudging of accounts of the company became public and cases were filed against the management.
There was a long-standing
court case on his paternal property that came up for final hearing. He had
spent a considerable amount towards legal expenses as he was told his case was
very strong. He left early morning for the district court in another town. It
was when he bought the bus ticket he heard the same kind of mild laughter
behind his back. The source could not be located in the noisy bus stand. There
was a lump in his throat with a tinge of fear. He ignored it and continued his
journey. He was shocked when the court decided the case against him with costs
to be paid to the other party. The memory of the laughter came to his mind but
being a rationalist, he chided himself for being superstitious.
He was already 28 and his
aged mom pressured him to marry. He had a fairly good job in the government and
there was no reason to put it off. When he expressed his willingness, his
mother went into raptures. Soon she found a good match for him from the
adjacent town. The bride Mallika was good-looking, more qualified, had a better
job and was from a wealthy family. Both liked each other and agreed to marry.
There was a huge crowd of
relatives and friends on the wedding day. The auspicious time for tying the
knot had arrived and the priest started chanting the mantras in a loud voice.
Madhavan with the mangal sutra in his hands neared Mallika, who was seated on
her father’s lap as was customary, to tie the knots. The nadaswara vidwan
(piper) started playing the instrument briskly accompanied by melam(drum)
loudly.
As Madhavan with a beaming
face bent down to tie the knot, amidst the smiling faces of relatives around
him, the poor chap felt he distinctly heard this time an impish smile twice.
His face immediately lost colour, started perspiring heavily and his limbs
seemed to go limp in fear. Urged by the priest, he tied the thread hastily with
three knots amid the claps and congratulations from the crowd. The smile had, however,
faded from his face and he looked ashen as if struck by a ghost. The perplexed bride
looked at him with concern. Someone brought a Pepsi to him.
That night when they were
together in the bedroom, the young wife asked him “Can I ask you a question?”
When he nodded his head, Mallika
asked “Why did your face turn pale suddenly and you started perspiring heavily
when you tied the wedding knot? Your face was also grim with no trace of cheerfulness.
Are you not happy with me?”
He smiled at her with some
effort and said “Oh, it is nothing.”
When she prodded him
further, he replied “I thought I heard a vicious laughter twice behind my back
just as I bent to tie the knots. This has happened a couple of times earlier
and the outcomes were not favourable. That put me off.”
“You are well educated and
yet seem to be highly superstitious. I shudder to think how we can lead a happy
life. I wish I had known more about you,” she said. His protests that he was a
rationalist and never visited temples did not impress her.
After a year and a half,
Madhavan rushed to a maternity clinic when he got a call from his father-in-law
that Mallika was in labour pain. He was a trifle worried when the memory of the
laughter at the time of marriage returned to him. As he entered the clinic, he
was much relieved to see his father-in-law with a broad smile.
“I have no full details.
One nurse said the delivery was successful through a Caesarean process and the
patient is safe. We should know soon,” he said.
There was a long wait
before he was ushered inside the room. Mallika greeted him with a mischievous
grin and asked naughtily, “Did you have two smiles behind your back today as
you came here? Turn behind and see.”
Confused at her words, he
turned to see the nurse pushing in two baby cots with a baby boy and a baby
girl. He looked at Mallika in bewilderment when she said,” Yes, a twin we have.
The mysterious laughter two times turned out to be a clear indicator. I do not
know whether you are a rationalist or not but I have turned a believer. Don’t
put on a glum face as we should be happy at God’s blessing.”
It is learned that the
couple are often seen these days at a nearby temple with the babies.
Nice Thank you for the stories with positive vibes
ReplyDelete…. chitra
What we don't understand, we can make mean anything. (Forgot the name of the author of this quote.)
ReplyDeleteEnjoyed the story . Thank you
ReplyDeleteA good story, impact of impish smile left to the imagination of the reader.
ReplyDelete“Nothing in life is to be feared, it is only to be understood. Now is the time to understand more, so that we may fear less.” Marie Curie. Hope Madhavan and Mallika will have a blessed long innings with Cute babies !
ReplyDeleteRead the story throughout with tension:) Thank God, it is just the twins. But now they need not think of having a second child and go through all the process of pregnancy...orae kallil rendu maangai:) Interesting!
ReplyDeleteIn life, everything is a matter of perception.
ReplyDeleteShantha Rao
Happy that the story had a sweet ending.
ReplyDeleteNice, sweet story :)
ReplyDeleteLoved this story :)
ReplyDeleteI held back my comments as I heard an impish smile behind me!
ReplyDeleteA lovely story with a very interesting twist at the end, when the 'ominous signal' turns on its head!
ReplyDeleteNice ending! Good move to leave it to the readers to decide the source of the laugh!
ReplyDeleteHmmm.....
ReplyDeleteBest wishes and warm regards
Hemantha Kumar Pamarthy
Lovely story. The end is left to the readers’ imagination. To be fearless is such an awesome trait. So important to understand who we really are so that we do not get affected by external factors. All your stories have a twist at the end. Interesting!!! Ranjani Murali
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