Robin nudged Meera, “So then we can consider the matter settled, right?”
“What is supposed to be settled, Robin?”
“Come on Meera, we discussed sending Ratan to Boarding School at Ooty, didn’t we....”
“O yes, I remember now- he is to be sent away before we tie the knot! I do remember… I also recall refusing to send away my son… and emphasizing that I am not trading my son for our selfish happiness.”
Meera sighed and added, “There is no change in my stand, Robin. Ratan stays. You simply have to learn to accept him.”
A few days later.
“Wow, Mom, the kites are beautiful!”
It was kite flying season and the three- Meera, Robin and Ratan were out on the terrace, along with many others, armed with beautifully crafted kites of various designs. Each one of them was flying a kite, watching it soar into the air. There was the usual friendly competition as to whose kite would soar highest.
During this joyous occasion, Robin sidled to Meera and whispered, “How about letting him go, darling? We can then plan our wedding.”
Meera looked at Robin in anger and disillusionment.
Ratan, hearing only the words ‘letting go,’ asked in excitement, “Shall I let go of the string, mom? Then we can see how far it goes.”
“No, sonnie,” said Meera, turning slowly towards Robin. Then in a sudden movement, she snatched the kite string from the stunned Robin’s hand and releasing it, said,
“We will let this one go.”
Robin walked away quietly as the kite soared into the Heavens.