SHORT STORY | ‘Congratulations’ by Bindu Bhatt

Published : Nov 17, 2022 10:15 IST It was past five when I left the office. “Rama, take this one.” I noticed that Prashant’s hand was on a beautiful kosa fabric. Ramaben’s jarring voice brought me back to reality, “Oh no, I don’t want to wear an old woman’s sari.” Had she noticed how Prashant smiled when he found a colour he liked? I don’t like all this.” When Nikhil cleared his twelfth standard with good grades, Prashant made plans to take the family out for a movie, and dinner afterwards. Sometimes Prashant would get emotional and say, “Padma, we are like two banks of a river.” I’d stop him from saying anything further and say, “Prashant, there’s a strong bridge connecting us.