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It was really nice to be with parents during festivals & if it is dushera…then it is really special. my parents were really happy to have us for 12 days at our native town . As my sisters also have come it was a gala time for all of us.our uncle & aunty who are staying close to our house have come to visit us. Both of their sons are setteled in USA. Aunty was speaking nonstop regrding america , about her grand children, their new house etc.The recent real estate boom has brought a fortune to almost everybody in our town. Uncle & aunty with the cash inflow from america has renovated their penthouse recently.They have actually given their old house to a builder & made it to apartments & they are staying in the penthouse.We have also seen their ultramorden , lavish house & felt that our parents also should convert our house into apartments.lots of money can also be earned from rent as our uncle & aunty are geting.

On that day we made a casual proposal to our parents, uncle & annty were also supported us. I told my mother “see how happy uncle & aunty now, security problem also over.”

Mother told,” what we will do with the money ?you children are our all the wealth.already down two portion is on rent, so no security threat.once it will be converted into apartments…there will be no identity of our ancestral property. your father has put a lot hard work to build this house.We are not atall depending anyone. money is not atall a problem.lakhs of rupees are in banks.my home is temple to me.’

We were all watching my mom.

She aginn told “ask your aunt, whether she is really happy ?they are feeling quite lonely in that big house, so many times they are staying with us.their children are not atall coming to India.In dushera my house is full with my kids & i am earning cores of rupees just being in the company of my children & grand childen.never ask for demolishion of your house till we are alive.”

There was pin drop silence. Aunty was sobbing. She was really missing her children.My mom & sister was pacifing her.

My wife told “what mummy has told is absolutely correct…we should not talk of demolishing this house for atlest 100 years. Food is ready….Those who support me plese come to dining room, those who are against papa,mummy & mine wishes..plese go to hotel”

All of us laughed & rushed to dining table.My wife was smiling as if she has won something.

My mother kissed her daughter-in-law ‘ s forehead. I could see a great joy & relief in my mother’s face.