The other day an old acquaintance (lets call her D) from school days happened to be at a common party. It was not just her that I had met after a long time; there were a few others too at that party. We used to take part in stage shows and our parents used to be active members in an association here. I call her just an acquaintance, because she is a few years younger to me and honestly, I never found her the
friendly type. She had all the arrogance of a rich (?????) spoilt child. Her dad was better off than most of ours and they obviously lived in better homes. But then so did a few others. But she was a different make. Maybe she never learnt to hide her arrogance or her “all of you are below me” approach to us.
She used to be more active after I shifted my attention to my studies and exams in senior school and college. I heard she and her sister used to do really well at compering shows too. Her sister was a prettier thing and was better educated ultimately. D was always on the heavier side but had a prettier face. Prettier and more ruthless.
Over the years, rumours were going around and I did happen to hear a few stories about her( D’s) life too. There was something wrong in her married life. I never believed any of those rumours. But it did make me
curious. Whenever I have come to meet D in the past 8 years or so after her marriage, I have always seen her attend the function with her parents and her son and not her husband. He was away on work was always the story. I knew this could be true, because I have a vagabond husband too. It’s another thing that I
never attend any such functions in his absence. So I assumed the rumors were because of that fact. After all, we do still live in a narrow-minded society, especially if you have a lot of the older generation present at such parties.
Even that day she didn’t seem any less arrogant. Fate had it that we ended up on the same table. Loads of make up and head held high with an attitude of an upper class. All she lacked was a Chihuahua on her lap. Her son was in the seat beside her with the latest PSP in hand trying to catch up with my nephew and son who were also on their PSPs. Kids have no malice, so the boy genuinely wanted to play with other kids. But D had a “stay away from them” attitude on her face.
For the lack of a better topic of discussion, I asked her at this party too about her husband. I asked her if her husband had come along, as I hadn’t met him till date. The smile/ arrogance just disappeared from her face and she had an embarrassed expression on. She just said “NO”. I would have left it at that, if S, sitting next to me, hadn’t updated me after D took off in a hurry from our table.
As the story unfolded in front of me, I wasn’t sure if I felt any sadness for her fate. S is a reliable source and has had closer contact with D’s family over the years. It seems D’s husband left his job to start a business along with a one of his friends. The business took off surprisingly well. Their whole
life style changed overnight. They bought a villa here and gave the landscaping project of the same to one of the uncles from the old association. Her dad intervened, and advised her not to spend so much on extravagances and to let the business see a few good years before she splurges away the income. Not
only she did not listen to him, she told him flat on his face that he was jealous of her success.
A few months into the business, and a few loans and payments due, D’s husband’s friend took off with the money. No trace of him anywhere. The business collapsed. D’s husband was put in jail for not being able to pay anyone back and was still serving his sentence there at that point in time.
The last I heard, she is planning to divorce the husband, because she or parents don’t have the cash to help him out, and they don’t want him to be a liability on them.
I haven’t asked anyone the final outcome of all this. And I don’t think I want to know either.
Am I wrong in thinking that in some way she deserved what she got? All I was thinking is that her son didn’t deserve it at all!