Mr. Yogi suddenly laughed out mildly. In a room of uninterrupted silence, it heard out loud enough though! Instinctively, Hari got startled! This kind of reaction is totally mismatching with the current situation. Moreover – unexpected! He glanced at the Mr. Yogi with confusion…
There was an extreme gentleness on his face, with eyes brimming in tears. Hari understood, it was the sight of a person – who is reminiscing the good memories of his life, which he truly cherished! And which is most valuable. Also already had registered as irreversible! But that look was only for a short period of time. The expressions over that face quickly changed again. It was turning again to the cold, pale and dark. Though it was impossible, to understand what's going on a person's mind, still he could guess quite well of it.
Why not? He had been in this household, since the mistress had entered here. At first his duty was to help the mistress in her daily jobs, in taking care of this house and master. It was light responsibility, as she liked to do the things by herself. What she couldn't - she still supervised the things standing near. So, practically he had nothing much to do. Later after arriving of the eldest young mistress things began to change slowly. As she were growing up, his loads of works too, grew. But those was not of household works, instead, as a playmate of young mistress. That was too, a troublesome business! She would ask him for other new games - in every few days. In the beginning he himself started it. As he find the little angel so adorable and cute – he wanted to please her, with all sorts of kid's games - he had known or at least, could remember. But soon, his idea had turned against on him heavily. Instead of being pleased with same kind of games, those played again and again, like to the other kids, she really got habituated with the new games regularly. In fact, she got bored with the same ones in a few days. So, she demanded for new games. The thing reached to the point, where firstly Hari asked around other servants, then every single persons - passing on the road! But that resources too, has the limitations. At the last, after being forced – he then sat down to invent the new games for her. Finally, when he felt, after constantly inventing so much "big and interesting things" – he realized, his age gotten quite a bit older than the actual one. And felt, if it had to continue a few more years, he would probably get the "Nobel Prirze" for these great contributions of him! Another really serious problem is that – he might got insane, before even getting nominations on that particular field! Luckily, the young mistress started to learn to read before that. And her interests shifted into the children's storybooks. That day, he sighed with great relieve!
On the arrival of the little master, although, he was happy with this blessing - he got goose-bumps all over his body as well! He thought, his good days are coming to end again. Whatever left last time, will complete this time!
When the time arrived, he got surprised to see that, the young mistress herself took that responsibility! Moreover, she was way more capable than him, to handle the little guy's curiosities.
Hari's trouble find it's way itself, in the new form. As soon as the little guy developed his strength enough, to run around and reach for the things freely and independently – the house didn't remain stable anymore! The little duo started to use the things, as their weapons against each other. However most of the time, it didn't hit the other, or even they hit, they were relatively harmless things, such as the pillows and the soft toys etc. At first, everyone thought, they were co-incidentally. But slowly understood – they were instead intentionally. They never throw anything to each other, that would do harm to the other. The comparatively harmful things always crashed down on the ground. The only issue was – how to calm down those two little bandits! Everyone has to remain in tip toe, whenever they starts to chase one another. Whoever got their way didn't remain unharmed. At least, a few rounds they has to swirl around, leaving them feeling dizzy. Mrs. Yogi often got agitated often, by their behavior. More importantly, the mess they create - by their tousling. However whenever she gave punishment to one - for their behavior, the other also arrived, to receive punishment as well. Mrs. Yogi was really worried about their upbringings. But, as they grew up, gradually they no longer destroyed the things casually, but never stopped chasing one another and throwing and hitting with pillows and soft toys.
Everyone thought it will go, as it was - forever, until….
The day were unusually fresh. The heavy rain on the previous night seemed to wash away all the dusts from the dull earth. Like a gentle and beautiful lady just bathed, with really charming appearance which was enhanced by a few more times to it's beauty. The first rays of the sun peeping from the interventions of the stalks of the house's own surrounding trees. Then falling onto the groves of garden, making it truly alluring with trance. And now, it once again gain the lively and refresh look. The breeze was cold and soothing. Because, the morning sun has yet to warm up the earth with its heat!
Mr. Yogi was sipping his morning tea, in the front garden, while enjoying the weather. His mood was quite cheerful. The weather was indeed quite uplifting! He was really pleased with it's form. He was appreciating it, while making some remarks. Hari was there, making compliances with his words. He suddenly remembered - missing this kind of opportunity is really unfortunate. So, he ordered servants to wake up little master, to admire it.
That was not a easy task! Hari turned to leave. Only he has the record of success in this matter, among the servants.
On the table, the phone rang up! The owner got certainly a little annoyed. In this early morning, who's there to ruin the mood? Although reluctance, he still pick up the phone. He was going to ignore, If that was from any insignificant person. Which in usually, doesn't. But on that day, without any special reason, he wanted to be a little lazy.
It was from an unknown number. As planned, he was going to ignore it. But suddenly remembered about his secretary. He had sent him in a rural area, for a project. The communication system is really bad there. Perhaps, he had called him from there, with some urgent information! So, he hold the phone against his ear.
But, that was absolutely not his assistant's voice!
Hari already got his steps towards the house. About fifteen steps distance from it - he abruptly heard, a sound of falling down something on the table, from his back!