Vinita was restless. She was searching for something. Every passing moment was parting with flustered shades on her face. Post siesta, she would read a book for an hour or so and it would be tea time. Dhaval would hand her steaming hot cup of coffee and join her for a chit chat. Checking the development, Dhaval inquired, “What’s on?”
“I cant find my specs”
“Ah…the specs. I thought the world is under some threat and that’s worrying you”
Vinita did not bother to smile at the silly joke Dhaval had cracked. She continued her search.
“Check it in Montu’s room. You were dusting his room after lunch”, suggested Dhaval.
“Was I? May be. Let me check”, replied Vinita and off she went to Montu’s room. As she neared his study table, she found an I-D card of a boy scout. She picked up the card in her hands and was busy checking the photo. She wondered who he was. “Dhaval, Montu’s friend has forgotten his ID card here. Will have to ask Montu to return it to him”, she said aloud.
Dhaval joined Vinita at the study table. Vinita gave the ID card to him. Dhaval smiled and returned the card to her.
“Its Montu’s! He was a boy scout then, you remember? We had clicked this photo before his National Jamboree Camp at Mysore. Almost a decade now”, said Dhaval supplying information.
“Without my specs, I cant even recognize my boy”, she said. “He should have kept it in his cupboard. Such a lousy fella. Let him return, I will give him an earful”, she murmured.
“You will have to call him up for that! He is at one end of the world. Make sure you don’t waste my hard-earned money over the international call just for sake of a reprimand”, gestured Dhaval animatedly.
“Oh you old penny pincher”, she groused. As she sat on the bed in Montu’s room, little lost, Dhaval reminded her that she was searching for her specs. “Ah yes, where could be my specs?”, she wondered aloud.
“May be at another end of the world”, tee-heed Dhaval. Vinita gave him a darn look and went on to check in Guddi’s room. There lay a scarf on the floor.
“This girl is always in a hurry”, said she while picking up the scarf. “Dhaval, make sure that girl is picked up from her friend’s place before 7pm”, she instructed.
“Darling, I will have to fly to her and its still not afternoon at her end of the world”, informed Dhaval.
Recollecting that Guddi is now studying at MIT, Vinita tapped her head. “I seem to have lost the track of time. This search is driving me crazy”, murmured Vinita and she came out of that bedroom. Not knowing what to do further, she paced up and down the corridor connecting the bedrooms and the dining room.
“Whats going on?”, she wondered to herself.
“Search is going on”, added Dhaval, entering the kitchen. Pulling the tea pot out, he said, “May be you have kept your specs near the microwave. Were you not reading the recipe for carrot cake in the morning?”
“Carrot cake…hmm! I don’t remember. But let me check”
“You definitely will find them. Its another corner of your square world Vinita, next only to your children”, voiced Dhaval. He then got busy making tea for himself and coffee for Vinita.
Vinita however still struggled to find her specs. After a while, Dhaval asked Vinita to join him at dining table. She was visibly fazed.
“Couldn’t find the specs?”, he checked.
“Specs…my specs. My search around the four corners of world has not been fruitful”, she brooded.
“But you did not check your last resort, Vinita”, spoke Dhaval slowly and calmly, sipping tea.
Puzzled, she sat next to him. Pulling the pair of specs from his pocket, he handed it over to Vinita.
“Why did you not give it to me in the first place?”, demanded Vinita indignantly.
“I forgot”, apologised Dhaval.
“You are growing old”, snapped Vinita.
A sad smile prevailed on Dhaval’s face. Vinita was recently diagnosed with Alzheimer. Doctors had recommended the light brain gym activities that would keep her diminishing memory in check. Dhaval would devise the ways to keep her engaged in picking up the pieces of her fragmented memory …on daily basis. With children flown out of the nest, he was the last resort for her in every sense of word…