دانلود رمان انگلیسی “مادری که هرگز نشناختم”

Venkatesh was terribly upset when he found out that he had been transferred to Hubli. He didn’t know what he was going to do about it. Absent-mindedly, he started driving towards his house in Jayanagar. He had known that his transfer was due at the bank, and he would not have minded going to a place nearby like Kanakapura, Kolar or Mysore. But Hubli? It seemed so unfamiliar and distant. The end of summer was pleasantly warm in Bangalore. Who knew how it was in Hubli? ‘Maybe I should listen to my colleagues,’ he thought. Venkatesh knew that he did not really need a job. His family was healthy and financially sound. His coworkers often remarked that had they been in his shoes, they would have opted for voluntary retirement, but Venkatesh did not like to be idle. His wife, Shanta, ran the house very efficiently and handled the family finances better than an investment banker. So there was nothing for him to do at home either. He was just ‘Madam’s husband’ to the household help who knew that he had no say in any matter. When he reached home, Shanta was on her way out. He guessed from the fancy clothes that she had a programme at the Ladies’ Club. She was proud to be president there. Besides that, she was a member of the college committee and vice president of the school committee while being an active investor in the stock market. She was scarcely at home, and when she was, she was permanently on the phone or the laptop. Their daughter, Gauri, would often chide her mother, ‘Amma, please take your business outside. Your unending telephone calls disturb my study time.’ It always made Shanta angry.