World’s End
Girlfriend – Your Song
Introduction
“You Ok,” she asked Tubby, the dog, she was a mixed Labrador-German Shepherd, that the people at Milaap had gifted to her. She was old, but in love with her.
“Yeah I am fine, what do you know the neighbours just woke up.
“They work late, you know that,” she said.
“Do they now, and what about the binges and parties,” she said, walking up to her and settling down on the floor next to her.
“What’s with the other guy, that guy you call Maverick,” she asked Tubby.
Tubby nodded from her place and sighed, she was a
proud one, this one, living in her own world with Sefali and guiding her whenever she
needed to find advice. Just then her
husband walked in, it was late evening and by the looks on his face, he had had
a satisfying day, a good composition and lively notes, it was all written on
his face.
The last two months had been a mystery for everybody
in the village, he wouldn’t pick up his phones, wouldn’t talk and kept people wondering
about what would happen next. Sefali
kept him company, she tried to keep pace with him, their relationship had
turned from a comfortable one to one of a mentor and his prodigy, it was far
from dull and now there was always something to look forward to. Sefali had forgotten her days of a Devdaasi as there was something else that kept her
busy, trying to find peace for herself and her husband.
She was large built, Sefali, but had the temper of a
shrew, easily irritable and quick on the trigger. In their whole life they hadn’t seen a more
volatile personality, it took the whole of Buddy to calm her down and he stood
with her through thick and thin.
“OnE lifE,
A Chance To Live Is What We Want.”
The Road Map to Freedom
My current focus group stays with Sefali Marik and Group
from the city of Magrahat, South 24 Paraganas Village in West Bengal.
He
never picked his calls, “So where is he,” they asked.
He walked up to the Chaupal, and said, “Do You Know why they always have a fence around the cemetery.”
“Tell us,” The villagers were listening to his jokes and laughing loudly.
“It’s because, there are so many people waiting to get in there.”
He walked up to the Chaupal, and said, “Do You Know why they always have a fence around the cemetery.”
“Tell us,” The villagers were listening to his jokes and laughing loudly.
“It’s because, there are so many people waiting to get in there.”
So why doesn’t he talk, “Ask Yourself,” I told Sefali, “What is he getting out of this, he is not in this for money, he will make money once he is famous.” Her husband was an intense person and he wouldn’t touch all the money in the world, he knew it would bring grief, it would bring ego and hatred, he had seen it in Calcutta, when he was shocked at his own personality change once he had money in his pocket.
“He wants fame before he makes money, you give him
the prudence to handle the money he will make in the coming years,” I told her
softly, I think she understood it, because I could see a tiny hint of tears in
her eyes.
“This Talent Will Go Where Ever It Takes Me.”
