As you are already aware, Rekha has quit her job at Genpact and is spending time at home. Since quitting she has started calling me often when I am at office, and has also started expecting me to be home early. I am in bit of a jam. To get out, I am working on a plan to keep her busy during the day.
Since she refused to learn a new language, learn a music instrument or learn Karate (not that she needs it to beat the shit out of me)…I suggested she take up art lessons.
“Rekha, I always wanted to be an artist, but never got the time. And here you don’t want to take it up when you have all the time in the World,” I insisted.
“But Rajan, you wanted to be an artist because you thought you could stare at naked women on the pretext of painting them….right?
“Well, that’s true. But still…maybe you can focus on portraits?” I insisted again.
“Portraits? Whenever I look at portraits, only the frames catch my eye. I start wondering how the frames would look in our drawing room….with our family pictures inside them.”
This was getting difficult. Rekha was refusing to budge.
“But Rekha, imagine all your friends drooling over your paintings when they visit our home?”
“No Rajan, I really don’t want to get into painting – I don’t want my models to be jugs, apples and vases.”
I made one last attempt.
“Rekha, your mind is anyway filled with evil designs…you just need to paint them on the canvas. Easy, right?”
“But frankly, I don’t want to be a painter. Whenever I see Mona Lisa, I interpret her smile as that of a woman who has just killed her husband.” Rekha responded with a hint of triumph in her voice.
I didn’t answer. But I know for sure that she isn’t getting into painting any time sooner. Any ideas to keep her busy?