Metamorphic Switch

20. Grenade in making

Justifications are defensive explanations

Chaya- Playing Pratima

Granny was supposed to give her ring to Nani today. It was a winning ceremony for Nani. Sadly, my pawn will granulate this ceremony.

Granny took out her ring and kissed it. Her eyes were closed but I could see emotions flowing in them. The movement of her eyeballs and the bobbing of her throat were indicating the pain she felt.
Nani was standing in the small lobby of the Motel where the drama was to begin.

Dressed in black pants and a tunic top, Nani was looking like an incarnation of a witch. Granny went to her and quietly gave her ring in a box. Before Nani could put her dirty hands on the ring box, my minion came.

"Hello, Grandmothers." Badal touched their feet. While granny just put her hand as an obligatory blessing, Nani kissed his forehead.

"What lovely timing dear. Asha was just giving me her proposal ring. The ring which was supposed to be in my name. But she tricked the boy of my dreams with her..."

"Rama, just take it. Let's not elaborate on this anymore." Granny shut Nani from saying further.
Nani gave her a winning smile and forwarded her hand.

"Nani, that's such an old silver ring. I am sure Pri's grandfather was not of your taste. Your taste is exclusive just like that solitaire on your finger. This ring will not even look good on you. Let granny have it. It's old and boring just like her. Why don't we go to Anmol Jewellers in the evening? The owner is my friend and has a discount offer on the making. But, Nani, if this your choice that place is not for you." Badal smartly devised a plan to stop the transfer.

The boy earned points for his intelligence.

"Uh! Of course Badal I don't like the ring. I was only taking back what rightfully belonged to me. But, I guess I will let Asha enjoy its possession while I shop for some specially priced jewellery with you." Nani was such a scoundrel.

She only wanted to trouble granny and check how desperate she was.

Who was this family of my grandmother that still shivered her? Was she a mafia's daughter or politician's or someone influential?
I left the thought because this called for a celebration. I hugged granny when we were in our room. I made her do my happy dance. Did I tell you I was a fantastic dancer? I danced to express my emotions.

"Haha! Leave me you, idiot." Granny sat down all tired from my dancing.
I was happy to hear her swearing again.

"What happened to that rascal Badal? What is his agenda? Pri, you have been working with him lately. I hope you have not done anything. I don't want you to involve yourself with him." Granny warned me and I hated to lie.

But, my plan was working. If, giving him a little piece of me meant my granny's happiness I didn't mind.
The thought suddenly made me think, we often ridicule sluts and prostitutes. They also work to fulfil their or their family's needs. If my act was justified theirs was too.

I coaxed granny by telling her, "I am big and smart now. He is in check. Whatever he did has helped us so let's not focus on anything else." She bought my excuse because probably she was too happy to be suspicious.

Now, was the moment to face Badal. I will have to do something to keep away from his dirty moves. I was thinking while walking to the office when he grabbed me from behind and locked us in an empty room.
Oh, Fuck!

He was moving his face in my hair thinking it was a seductive move.
"So, is my Princess happy with my performance?" he asked tightening his grip around my waist.