Everything had gone just perfectly, Shantamma thought to herself as she wiped the sweat from her brow. The wedding festivities were over and her son and his new bride would depart the coming morning for their honeymoon. Some country abroad, they had mentioned but for the life of her she could not remember which one. She smiled wistfully at that. Age was catching up with her, she knew. She no longer was the young woman who had entered this very house with a spring in her step three decades ago. The tips of her fingers were still tingling from all the handshakes she had received in the last 24 hours. The joints of her knees creaked in annoyance as she moved slowly up the stairs. To top it all off, she had a splitting headache from all the noise and gaiety of the function and travel throughout the entire day.
She stopped midway up the flight of stairs as the effort of the entire day started to finally weigh down upon her. Her eyes turned towards the cuckoo clock that hung on the wall across the living room. She found she couldn't see it's little arms clearly anymore. Well, of course, old age does that to you. She knew her cataracts were getting worse. Now that this was over, she would get it removed in peace.
Like any doting mother, her prime concern had been to make sure the marriage of her only son went well. And while the Colonel may have taken care of the cars and invitations, she knew her responsibilities extended far beyond wearing designer saris and shaking hands. She had been running all day from the crack of dawn, waking up the servants and making sure breakfast was ready by the time the guests staying at their house were woken up.
Breakfast. The very word seemed to make her feel giddy. The stress of not eating anything all day in between these festivities had taken it's toll on her and she felt famished. She had taken a vow of a 24 hour fast to the local deity to ensure that nothing untoward took place during the event and the marriage and future life of her child would be a grand success. The Lord had obviously answered her prayers and everything had gone well. It was almost midnight and the guests had finally left, leaving her to go upstairs and thank the Lord before breaking her fast. Just a few minutes more to midnight.