A Ladder of Panties by Sandeep Jayaram

Author:Sandeep Jayaram [Jayaram, Sandeep]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-06-03T20:00:00+00:00

8. short stuff versus the long-spun

Keeping an eye on his watch, he walked towards the bus stop.

Radha beats Anirudh. Hands-down.

A poignant tale about the value of time and its impact on his residential privileges was constructed en route.

Radha opened the door.

Hugging her, he cautiously asked, ‘How long have you been awake?’

‘Just woke up. Barely opened my eyes and the doorbell rang. Where did you go?’

And the carefully crafted tale flew clean out the window.

She’s only just woken up. Why spin a long tale when short stuff easily makes the grade?

‘Wanted to bring my birthday in. Nice and early. Went for a walk.’

‘Thank you.’

‘For taking a walk?’

‘No, you idiot. For last night.’

With Yashika, this affectionate name-calling would have been turned into something despicable. Now, he glowed with pride.

Strange, how time affects stuff. Madhavi of like-named masala shop is welcome to her opinion; Srinivas Ramachandran does know the value of time.

He replied, ‘The pressure is all mine.’

‘You really are an idiot. But you’re my idiot.’

‘Yes, I am.’ The actor was shocked by his finality of tone.

‘So what’s your plan for today?’

‘Nothing. What are you up to?’

‘I’ve got to go to the studio. We’re working on a major animation serial.’

‘Can I come along? You know I’ve acted in a film.’

‘Oh. Okay. Sure.’

He lied yet again. ‘I guess I’ll go home and change then. I’ll meet you there.’

After writing down where Real Sound was, he left for the State Bank of India branch at Opera House. Grateful to Anirudh for his contribution to the Welfare Fund Of Sri, he withdrew enough to buy new clothes. His princess waited.

The door was flung open.

Are they doing the Ramayana[72]? With all the rakshasas[73], bears and monkeys.

A small chap stumbled out. Almost head-butting Sri in the chest, he announced in a thundering voice, ‘Fuck ’is shit!’

Stepping aside to let him and the pong of booze pass, Sri observed the guy hug a telephone junction box on the pavement to steady himself. In response, it did exactly what it shouldn’t have. It opened. Staggering against it, the guy snagged his hands on some wires and cables. Applying the same reasoning behind his earlier exclamation, he yanked out whatever his fingers passed over. Before he could pull out sections of the footpath, however, his knees buckled. He crumpled and fell asleep by the side of the road. Sri blinked.

Inside Real Sound, Radha came to grips with developments. The voice-over artist who was to play a major character was crocked. But surely things hadn’t got charred beyond recognition. A replacement could always be found. Minette was told to make calls.

That was when the latest visitor entered.

‘Srinivas!’

Sri’s eyes didn’t stray from the girl at the switchboard. As usual, he’d seen what the others couldn’t.

‘Srinivas! We do say hello even while working you know.’ Radha’s fingers squeezed cordiality from his shoulder.

‘Sorry, Radha. I don’t think your girl is going to get through. Unless there’s a miracle.’

‘Sorry?’

‘That guy has ripped out the wires from the box.’

‘Sorry?’

Sensing this conversation could go on indeterminately, Sri led Radha outside.

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