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Putting a price on love

N. Meera Raghavendra Rao

I wonder what gift Kareena will be giving Saif for Valentine’s Day? said my daughter Preethi.

Don’t you have anything better to think about? I asked.

Oh, mamma, I never thought you heard me. I must have been thinking aloud, she said embarrassed.

Okay. What do you think she would give him, any guesses? she asked.

Well, probably I could guess what Saif would be thinking of giving his girlfriend, I observed.

What is that? Preethi asked sounding extremely curious (I had never seen Preethi displaying curiosity in anything related to her field of study which was business management).

Gift guess

He seems to have declared his love for Kareena in every possible manner, even tattooing his hand. Probably he will present her with a million dollar diamond ring, I said.

But he has already given one to her, informed my daughter.

Oh, has he? Then perhaps a diamond necklace, the most expensive one in the world, I guess, I said.

I don’t think that is what Kareena wants. I am sure she has enough of the colourless stones. She would like Saif to be more innovative in expressing his love for her, said my daughter.

Okay, let me think. Now what is your guess about Kareena’s gift to Saif? I asked more to test my daughter’s innovative capacity than of any interest about the kind of gift the most popular pair of the celluloid world would be giving each other.

Probably an Encyclopaedia on Love, said Preethi after thinking hard.

What makes you think Saif would read the book? I am sure he would rather prefer cooing nothings into his lady love’s ear than exercising his grey cells, I quipped.

No mamma, I don’t think so , I am sure he will at least browse through the book just to make Kareena happy, she asserted defending Saif.

Okay, I will let you have the benefit of doubt, I concurred.

Vivid imagination

Mamma, I think Saif will tattoo his forehead with Kareena’s name so that he will not have to stretch his arm for Kareena to see in order to prove his love for her. Also the whole world will come to know about the depth of his love for his girlfriend just by glancing at his forehead, said Preethi, looking very excited.

(To be honest even I was a little happy about the extent my daughter could stretch her imagination.)

That settles Saif’s gift to Kareena. What do you think Kareena will give him? I asked again to kindle her innovative power.

Again Preethi thought hard. Ah, I got it mamma! she screamed excitedly.

Cool, I said seeing how involved she was becoming in something as trivial (at least to me) as trying to guess the gift a reel heroine would be giving her reel hero on Valentine’s Day).

I am sure my guess is going to be right, she said still looking very thrilled .

I am waiting, I said all ears .

Kareena will transfer all that she has earned to his account. She being one of the highest paid stars I am certain it will run into thousands of crores, she emphasised.

Thus transferring the headache as well, I laughed.

Mamma, I am serious, said Preethi a little offended.

Yes, even I am. Just wondering the damage it will do to Saif, in terms of paying income-tax, I observed.

Oh, probably you are right mamma. I never thought of that aspect, said Preethi concerned.

Home truths

Coming to brass tacks shall we talk about what concerns you and me? Tell me how are you folks celebrating Valentine’s Day? I said, more concerned about the hole my daughter would create in my purse because she was going steady with Vivek, her classmate.

I am coming to that mamma, she informed.

Only yesterday I selected a gorgeous card from one of the leading corporates based in the US. It has the most romantic picture and even more romantic lines. It costs a bomb but is certainly worth its price. We are yet to decide the venue to spend the evening and have dinner. A few hotels seem to make attractive offers, she announced all in one breath.

But Preethi, don’t you think all this could wait until you get a job? I asked albeit a little hesitantly.

Yes mamma, I can understand. But I promise I shall return whatever you loan me once I start earning, she declared.

By the way, any idea what Vivek is going to gift you to express his love? I spoke almost in a whisper.

Vivek? What about him? Preethi almost spat the words.

Naïve that I was, I thought she was joking. But Preethi, aren’t you and Vivek going steady? I ventured to ask.

No, mamma, that was till recently. I broke with him almost a month ago as he tended to become very possessive. I didn’t like that! she said very matter-of-factly.

But Preethi, it only shows how much he loves you, probably eventually he wishes to marry you. Don’t you think so? I said.

May be, but I don’t wish to marry him. I feel Gautham is much better and certainly more handsome than Vivek. Mamma, why don’t you try to understand me? she said noticing my shocked expression.

But Preethi, I think what you are doing is wrong (I didn’t want to say she has been behaving very impulsively). Why don’t you try to understand Vivek who you know from your college days? He appeared cultured and quite mature for his age, I argued hoping that (the immature girl that Preethi was) she would try to see my point.

Maturity, my foot. He turned out to be too old fashioned and prudish unlike me. Also what use is it to be cultured if one doesn’t possess a large bank balance which is so necessary in today’s competitive world? countered Preethi.

Preethi, I never imagined even in my wildest dreams that you, my daughter would be so avaricious and materialistic, I lamented. Money is not everything and don’t forget that it can’t buy everything, certainly not a person’s background and culture .You can buy the costliest Valentine’s card to give Gautham whom I am yet to meet but I doubt if you can buy his love for you, I reiterated and found Preethi’s expression change.

I couldn’t figure what was going on in her mind.

Who needs to understand whom? I wondered.

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