Chapter I part II
The Makarium, Anjali’s mother worked for them, nothing important, though she liked to think she was, but because of that one simple fact, she was the voice of reason and logic in the house.
Jananii, Anjalis’ mother, is what you might call straight, she does everything by the book, from her work, to the way the house is kept, to the way that Anjali should be brought up, to the letter of the law.
Once upon a time she was more like Janaka, a bit more relaxed and carefree, but since she started to work for the Makarium, she became quite a different person, watching how she looked, what she did, and most of all what she said. In her youth she heard, said, and did things that today would lose her job, or maybe even worse. But, she is a loving mother, and a loving partner to Janaka, when he’s not being too loose with his tongue. Most of all, she wanted Anjali to grow up safe and well, and hopfully not to listen to her fathers tales too closely, she knew the truth behind them, and didn’t want Anjali finding out, or at least not just yet, maybe when she was older, more mature, more equiped to understand the implications of knowing such things, and the sense to react in the correct manner. A manner that the Makarium would approve of.
“What is for dinner Mum? Can I take it to the workshop? I want to help Ashmita with his mono-wheel. Such an old engine, it’d be fun to see how it works! Though I don’t get why he uses such old stuff, hover bikes work so much better, I think anyway”
“Oh Anjali! Can’t you just forget about those stupid engines for once?
Jananii, Anjalis’ mother, is what you might call straight, she does everything by the book, from her work, to the way the house is kept, to the way that Anjali should be brought up, to the letter of the law.
Once upon a time she was more like Janaka, a bit more relaxed and carefree, but since she started to work for the Makarium, she became quite a different person, watching how she looked, what she did, and most of all what she said. In her youth she heard, said, and did things that today would lose her job, or maybe even worse. But, she is a loving mother, and a loving partner to Janaka, when he’s not being too loose with his tongue. Most of all, she wanted Anjali to grow up safe and well, and hopfully not to listen to her fathers tales too closely, she knew the truth behind them, and didn’t want Anjali finding out, or at least not just yet, maybe when she was older, more mature, more equiped to understand the implications of knowing such things, and the sense to react in the correct manner. A manner that the Makarium would approve of.
“What is for dinner Mum? Can I take it to the workshop? I want to help Ashmita with his mono-wheel. Such an old engine, it’d be fun to see how it works! Though I don’t get why he uses such old stuff, hover bikes work so much better, I think anyway”
“Oh Anjali! Can’t you just forget about those stupid engines for once?
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