‘How much’, she asked.
’100′, he said.
The next day she gave him 200.
He stayed with friends and she stayed with her parents 3 buildings away. He saw her the day he moved to this house. He came down to buy some veggies and she was there bargaining with said vendor. Another love at first sight. That evening he went to the roof to take in his new neighbourhood. There he sees her with friends on her roof.
Well, to cut a long story short, they soon became friends and then very good friends what with his ardent wooing. This bugger was always in need of money and she was always splush with it.
One day he heard her father blasting her brother in the middle of the road. But these things happen na.
She must have been really in love with him. Showered him with clothes gifts, cards, outings And of-course money.
Another day he saw the father abusing the son of theft and blasting him. Later that day he asked her where she gets so much money. From dad she said.
What she left out was that it was mostly without his permission. and whenever he found less money he blamed the poor son – who took it quite badly and it literally scarred him for life.
One days she comes all packed – with rather a big suitcase – and planned for a weekend trip to Yadgirigutta. It didn’t surprise him as it had happened before too. They had been to Nagarjunasagar and once Kurnool on the spur.
He liked such trips for one. He was now reminded of their first trip together to Chilkur Balaji temple. More than anything it was sitting beside her in bus that thrilled him the most. The envious glares of his co passengers. The nasty look from the bus conductor – especially when it was she, and not he, who paid for the ticket. And now I am digressing..
So they reach Yadirigutta- Its Sat noon. Darshan over. She suggests a stay over – well why not.
Another darshan Sunday noon. Now Sunday eve and no talk yet about going home. Late that night she tells him.
Lets get married – tomorrow – here.
And go somewhere.
dont joke – he says
Yes she was serious.
I don’t want to go home – lets go somewhere
Dont be silly- how will we stay.
I have money and went on remove about 55 k from her purse.
Where did u get so much money..
Its mine, she said.
He decided its time to be tough.
One tight one – where did you get the money – he asked softly.
Then the whole story came out.
Most of the money she spent on him was flicked from her father. Her bro being the unwitting fall guy. He was so traumatised by his fathers accusations that it scarred him for life – that story needs to be told too.
Then she showed a big thick cloth bag that had a locking system to it. Its was her fathers. who was the post master of Chikadpally PO.
Friday he brought the weeks collection home as was the routine to be deposited at HO on Monday. So that’s where this money came from.
It had 60K chillar in it and now 55k.
Enough’s Enough he said to himself.
Brought her back to Hyd first bus in next morning. Phoned a friend of hers and arranged for her to be picked up. Called his friend to check if all was ok over the week end – and to quickly go to his place and do a quick recce.
All was ok.
He reached his room Monday noon.
She had informed that she will be out the weekend for an friends engagement so no worry at her place too.
Only thing is brother got big beatings on Sat for the missing money.
They all became wise when she came back with 52K.
He brought contact with her to the minimum – esp knowing she is a sociopath, but had to leave the area abruptly when she got hyper again – that story some other time