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Life is Beautiful 49
The next morning, after giving Tommy his usual food, Ram reached Dasaprakash Paradise. He informed the receptionist at the counter that he was waiting for someone. About two minutes later, Kathambari arrived with a smile.
“You are very punctual,” she greeted him.
Ram looked at Kathambari. She was wearing a beautiful green saree and carried herself with elegance, grace, and impeccable manners.
“I am waiting for Ranjitha, but before she arrives, I want to talk to you,” Kathambari said. “A few days ago, I went through your blog, your various articles, and some of your letters. My Chief was greatly impressed by your background in teaching and writing, as well as by your clear vision and ideas.”
“Thank you,” Ram whispered.
Kathambari continued, “Atkinson wants to invite you to our office in Dubai. He wants to speak with you personally. For that purpose, you can email me your passport details so that we can apply for your visa. His intention is to arrange a two-month visa for you and have you stay with us at our office, especially since you have taken retirement.”
Ram was delighted, but he became thoughtful.
“Kathambari, I am not a media man. My background is in teaching, along with some creative ideas. Perhaps that is what Atkinson needs. But you know the situation here. I also have to leave my little friend Tommy, and that is why I am hesitating.”
“I understand you, Ram,” Kathambari replied. “I came here for one week, and I am returning to Dubai tonight. Atkinson has only good intentions, and you need not worry about your safety in Dubai. You will be safe there.”
Ram remained silent for a moment.
“Well, I have to think about it. So far, my visits outside India have been only to Sri Lanka and Singapore. Dubai is the talk of the city, and I too would like to see it. But Tommy’s safety is my main concern.”
“I am sure you will have plenty of friends here to help. Kathambari replied with a smile.
“Since I joined Atkinson three years ago, when I was twenty, I have come to understand his nature, his thinking, and the way he understands people. He was a former RAW officer who later migrated to the United States and has now come to Dubai. I know him well.”
Ram nodded thoughtfully.
“Okay. I too believe that when intentions are good, God always helps. I will send you my details.”
“Thank you so much, Ram,” Kathambari whispered.
By then, Ranjitha arrived.
“Good afternoon to both of you,” she said cheerfully.
“Good afternoon, Ranjitha,” Ram replied.
All three of them then entered the dining hall. It was spacious and elegant—a place that had witnessed thousands of get-togethers, business meetings, and official gatherings over the years. The waiter arranged three comfortable chairs around the table, and all three sat down.
For a few moments, there was silence.
Ram and Ranjitha looked at Kathambari, waiting for her to begin.
Kathambari smiled and looked at both of them.
“There is something important I want to share with you,” she said.
Ram listened carefully.
To be continued.
K. Ragavan
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