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I have decided to pursue my hobby, declared
my husband no sooner than he returned from the business school
he worked in.
What hobby are you talking about? As far as I
know you don’t have any hobby excepting teaching and
researching, I said.
This is the trouble with all wives. They
don’t encourage their husbands to indulge in past times. They
expect them to do their bidding all the time, muttered my
husband.
That’s not fair. I have never prevented you
or stopped you from doing whatever interested you, have I?
Well, let’s forget the past. I am beginning
my music lessons from tomorrow, he informed.
What, I gasped. Are you serious? Don’t you
know one needs to have a good voice to sing? How can you ever
think of learning music with a baritone voice like yours, I said
all in one breath.
I knew you would say that. And I regret not
having learnt earlier. If I had started a few years ago, by now
I would have been giving performances in all the reputed sabhas
in the city, he said sounding very confident of himself.
But what made you get this brainwave, I asked
still not able to believe his resolve.
You know the motivation has come from the
most unexpected source. I never imagined that Jessie could
inspire me to such an extent and that I would be able to decide
so fast.
Who is this Jessie, I said becoming curious.
She makes it a point to attend my class every
day, in fact she doesn’t attend anyone else’s class for that
matter. The moment I begin my lecture she stares at me fondly
and goes off to sleep. Her siesta lasts as long as I am
lecturing and once I stop she walks out quietly without
disturbing anyone. It only shows how much she likes listening to
my voice, said he with pride.
Do the others in the class also join the
canine, I said tongue-in-cheek.
Then, you better begin your music lessons
with a lullaby, I suggested even before he could get the full
import of my words.
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