The Incomplete lesson
The clock was inching towards 8:20am. “Ayesha, we are getting late!” Rajesh was getting impatient to leave home for office, and he had to drop his son Abhijay at school. It was the morning routine, where every minutes’ delay only flared temperatures between him and his wife Ayesha. The mornings on weekdays were not dissimilar. After dropping his son at school, Rajesh headed to office. The music from the car’s speakers energized the morning, and in the evening it drowned the anxieties of the day. The dinner was served in front of the TV to some prime time news, or a movie. With ten years of marriage between them, Rajesh and Ayesha shared responsibilities of the household, sometimes stated, and sometimes unspoken. After dinner Abhijay would insist for at least a couple of stories to ensure he gets an early sleep. If Ayesha wasn’t reading stories from the books she rented weekly, it was Rajesh’s responsibility to create the tales. “Today I will tell you a story about...