Dr. Harka's reluctance

 This is going to be long and tedious. I'm learning. Expect the worst.

Dr. Harka Karki didn't want to go to the funeral because he didn't know the man well enough, and what parts of the deceased he knew he didn't like. Pashupati was depressing, all the crying the smoke the loud shankha dirt dogs children

And the man wasn't a very nice man, spent time in thirty-two districts over the course of his career had mistresses in thirty-four, children with who knows how many and all he cared outside of womanizing with married women was making money getting drunk and abusing his position throughout the years to acquire all of those, throughout the years as his power and influence grew so did his hunger and his grossness the man made many enemies but none powerful enough to challenge him; anyone high enough and on his way he would bribe or threaten away.

That is how the man had seven large houses in prime locations in the valley, they said he had dozens in the west and the east, one for each informal wife they said....his wife the real one official one the long-suffering loyal hardworking mother of his children who he was absurdly suspicious of who took all the parental responsibilities off him so he could sleep and gamble around, she didn't know any of it all she was told was that she couldn't ask him questions about why he was late or where the money came in from or who the strange people showing up with briefcases in all hours were and what they wanted, he said if she could follow the rules she would get all the money she could spend not that she was very much of a spender but it did take the finance problem out of her concerns. She was not a stupid woman she had a general idea of what was happening she just didn't care as long as she was safe her children cared for and sent to good schools one day he would grow old he'd realize her devotion and commitment and spend all his time with her because old men are not horny they don't sleep around not men who've spent their vital energy in their youth anyway. Unfortunately for her that time never came even in the seventh decade of his life he was just as active in all manners of life, except for when it came to having conjugal relations with her when he went quiet and disinterested uncaring and cold. Anything but sex with her it seemed he wanted and she was fine by that eager actually she was afraid of him she didn't want to know what he was like in that sense they had had proper relationships seven times over the four decades three of which produced living breathing human beings, one which led to an early-pregnancy termination; he didn't want any more children and neither did she. She shivered at the thought of being touched by him down there, there was no charm in his breath in his words or his form. There weren't too many attractive men out there, maybe one of the attractive heroes from India but that was all, she didn't understand what it was those lusty when were after.

Dr Harka's wife was friends with her. That's how he was knew the man. They were quite good friends actually, as good as sisters, like nail and meat they say, celebrated all the festivals together. The wives had spent more time with each other by a large margin than with their husbands. The doctor's wife insisted he go to the funeral. She has been there for me, for us, in times of need, he's not a good man, everyone knows that but he was her husband he's not there and she needs support. He greed. She had been exceedingly supportive towards the Karkis, having her husband do them favors against his PA's wishes.