
Harish walks on the sidewalk tearing the bus tickets he just traveled in with his family. He is dressed up in an expensive shirt that has not been pressed for a while and left un-tucked with a matching pair of trousers and battered sandals. Rupa his wife walks beside him holding their 4 year old daughter Ananya in the middle.
The cool evening breeze from the sea cruises through their bodies flapping their clothes merrily. They all walked towards string of shops on the edge of the service road.
Shopkeepers were trying to attract the beach goers with their colorful shops-on-wheels.
Adding to the carnival atmosphere were the street performances such as freak shows in tents playing mysterious sounds.
Just then a couple of swanky cars pass by and are parked nearby. Seeing those cars reminds Harish of his own car which was seized by the bankers along with his new flat a few months back. He lost his high flying IT job due to the recession and the right sizing exercise by the firm he worked for turned wrong for him. Being unable to pay house rent, they have to move into hi in-laws place. Just the thought was causing a piercing pain to his stomach more than his hunger. This evening he has come to get some inexpensive entertainment for his family.
Suddenly Ananya starts to run in the direction of an ice cream van. Harish and Rupa run to catch up with her. Ananya shows the ice cream shop and says "Dad. I want a Chocobar"
Rupa with a serious face and a stern voice says “baby... don’t bother papa.. I will cook something for you at home”. Harish unable to face Ananya feels his pockets for money.
After a thoughtful moment, he says to Rupa "just keep walking towards the beach... will join u ladies in few minutes...”. Rupa after an curious expression holds Ananya's hand and starts to walk towards the beach which is a good 200 metres away.
After some 20 minutes, Harish comes running with a chocobar in his hand.
Wiping the sweat on his forehead with his left hand, he hands over the chocobar to Ananya. Ananya happily takes it with a huge smile. Mission accomplished for a loving papa.
"How did you..." asks Rupa to which Harish responds with an evasive wink.
As Ananya happily devours her chocobar, the occupants of those swanky cars they saw on the service lane come towards them. The big man grins and says "Boss you really did a fine job of cleaning my car. Would you mind helping with my friend's car too? He is willing to pay you 30 bucks" pointing to a man next to him.
Rupa feels a mixed emotion of anger, pain and shame overcome her. Like that of residual hot lead from a bullet shot off a 303 rifle straight through her chest. Her eyes become watery and she stares at Harish with a sense of disbelief.
"No boss... thanks anyway" says Harish rejecting the offer from the big man. He keeps his head bowed down unable do face Rupa.
Just then Ananya throws the chocobar away and says "its not like what grandpa buys me" Hurt by the kid’s innocent behavior, Rupa tries to slap the kid with her right hand.
Swiftly Harish carries Ananya away from her mom and resumes walking towards shore lifting her to his shoulder. Wiping her tears, Rupa walks behind them.
Whatever entertainment that was left for them that evening was at their feet. The foaming waters of the sea touch their feet with a welcoming splash.