I listened to her past patiently and then took her to a restaurant when I got to know she didn’t have her dinner. I gave the food I already had to another old man lying down near the place I parked my car. She was pleasantly surprised by my act. She told me how worse men treated her, and continued narrating many of her bitter past. I just drove mindlessly around listening to her stories.
At one point she asked how long it will take to reach my place. That was when I realised I wasn’t going anywhere and then asked for directions to her house. She kept asking “Why” while at the same time obediently giving the directions. She said her daughters don’t know about her job.
When we reached her place, one of the kids was awake and was studying, occasionally staring at me. I looked around her dingy house and realised how pathetic a life some people live.
The woman got me water and said thanks for coming to drop me safely “brother”. She lied her daughter I was the owner of the firm she was working. I then said – okay it’s late, I am leaving, “oh yes here is the increment you asked last month” and handed her a cheque for 5k and proceeded to leave. She was shocked and got tears when she opened. She came running to the entrance and said you are like a god. She hugged my shoulder and swiftly fell on my feet before I could stop. I told the money is for your daughters, do take good care of them and find for yourself a decent job soon. She looked puzzled and said she tried to find but in vain. So I gave her my number and asked her to call me after 4 months and left.
I spent the next few weeks just eating, sleeping, porn and gaming. That was also when I met many girls through dating websites and chatting apps, met only few because the rest were just gay men in disguise. But it was hanging around and I didnt like them. My house was ready by then. I shifted to this house renting the one where I stayed. The villa has 2-floors. I rented the 1st floor to working women as PG for additional income only, not for anything sexual, because I don’t mix business with lust. They had a separate entrance from the back of the house hence they didn’t interfere nor do we get to see each other.
Because I was interested in horticulture and fisheries I set up garden on the terrace and big tanks in 2nd floor for fishery. But I needed assistance to maintain these hence I needed a woman. I thought of hiring the pros woman for helping me with my garden if she called me but she didn’t. So I hired a woman in the area who was also doing cleaning work for the PG.
When I was in Assam I there was this home-borne woman, who was the widowed-sister of my driver. She cooked really well so I brought her here to cook for me. I didn’t think she will come but they gladly sent her here.
I also needed a maid for my house so hired one from down-TN. She is a widow too with a school dropout daughter.
Everything went normal at the beginning.
There were 2 small rooms and 1 medium room in the ground floor. The medium room was mine while the cook and maid lived in the other 2 rooms. Because of language barriers these women however cordial, couldn’t talk to each other. This was only incidental but later happened to be an advantage.
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