life, A_short_story

The Thousand Words.

I will tell you one story. But just one. Don’t ask me more. You girls know that we will have a long day tomorrow. So here I start the story. Don’t interrupt.

The elder daughter Rakhi, careen on one side of the bed, and took the blanket. Whereas, Bindiya put her head on the lap of her father. And father moved his hand gently over both daughter’s head. He started.

Once upon a time, there lived a farmer named, santosh. He lived with his family in a small village named purnia. He had a family of 2 children. Just like me, he was also blessed with 2 princesses , dhara and ambar. His wife awantika, was a simple lady. And he had a mother,who was very old that she needed support even to walk. Any how she managed to go to the washroom. Sometimes she went for a walk and out  of the  2 girls, anyone took her to the field where Santosh worked. A large field with many small and big trees. Well, before a day, it rained abruptly. That is the reason the field seems to be flooded.

Santosh loved his wife and never raised  his voice to her. He had a happy family. His mother and wife sometime argued  but Santosh would interrupt and made everything normal.

Well santosh knew that one day or the other he has to find gentleman for his elder daughter dhara. “Like you found a gentleman for Rakhi di” interrupted Bindiya. Yes in the same way. Santosh searched for a good man all over his area, and finally he succeed. He found a boy named,…. ” let’s call him Rakesh,the one found for di”.  Okay, Rakesh was a boy who belongs to very rich family. The family where his daughter would live explicitly very happy life.

Santosh was very poor. He couldnot even afford 3 times meals for his family. But he used to dream big. He thought a luxury life for both of his daughter.

Once, he went to the station,where he used to sell his grain. The station was a day far from the village. But Santosh walk day and night to reach his destination. While he was fixing the price of grain. There came a big car. A man- tall ,dark and handsome,with a neat and clean white shirt and a over loaded jacket get out of the car. His shoes were shining. He had a cigarette fixed in his 2 fingers. Looking here and there he came to Santosh and asked to fix the correct rate of the grains. Santosh as a hellion,increased the rate and waited for the bargain. But no word. Okay. He took the grains on the rate as Santosh has fixed. The man standing nearby him,looks like his bodyguard told that the rate is high. “Poor people. And for me 100-200 doesn’t matter”. He took the grain and gave money. “Keep the change”. And went to his car.

Everyone was looking to Santosh,”he is the richest man of our town,named as afidi” . Santosh again asked to pardon the name. “Rakesh afidi”, someone answered.

“Baba,this is your story. You met with Rakesh in the same way” Rakhi asked in an enthusiastic way. Yeah. You are right. Just listen as a story. So shall I continue or you girls like to sleep. Tomorrow we will say good bye to Rakhi. It will be a big day Rakhi. Hope you will be happy in your new house. Rakhi nodded her head and cuddled the pillow.

So,where I was.

Seeing the big heart of Rakesh,the farmer wanted him to be the guy to marry his daughter. But why he will marry the poor girl. Santosh went to Rakesh house. He carried a small bag in which he had some grains,2 chapati and a bottle. Santosh was in old dhoti,kurta and slipper. 

Santosh went inside. Rakesh came with a suitcase. “Who are you uncle? And why are you here?”

Santosh explained the reason. But not exactly. He finally showed the photo of his daughter where both the girls were standing in a suit and tapping on the photo of dhara, he asked him to marry her.

“Are you kidding” laughed Rakesh. Santosh sat on the chair and took the grain from the bag and kept on the table. “I am among the one who feed you sir” Santosh in a very low voice. Pardon sir. Santosh took the grain and started to walk out.

“Why do you want me to marry your daughter? Just because I am rich.”

Santosh feet stopped. He looked back and started mixing his words with one another.

“I don’t get you”

“Sir you have a golden heart and I know you will keep my daughter happy.”

“I will. But I have a better plan.”

Santosh eyes were sparkled. He went inside and told “I will do anything Sir. I will give my field to you or my home”

“Neither I want your field nor your home. I will marry with your elder daughter but what about the younger one. ”

A silence was placed inside the room.

“You don’t worry sir,I will take care of your both the daughters.”

Santosh gave a blank reaction on this topic. He took his bag and moved towards the gate.

“Sir, Now I can say you are not running behind my money. I will marry your daughter.”

“So he was testing the farmer? If he would have agreed to marry both her daughters that means he want money” Bindiya explained.

Yes. You are there. But Rakesh asked something as a deal. He asked the poor farmer’s life. He told that he will take care of Santosh’s family. But only after he will give both of his kidneys to Rakesh.

Santosh didn’t know that Rakesh have a business,where he used to import and export the human kidney. Santosh without making his dream to reality went back to his home.

Seeing his wife working in the field Santosh thought “She even can’t buy new clothes for herself. My mother face problem while walking,but I am unable to buy a wheel chair for her. My daughters never told me,but they also dream for many things that I can’t even think. What if one life has to hang to death to improve four lives. There they will live luxurious life. All the dreams will come true.”

Next day Santosh went to Rakesh’s house. “I agree to your proposal”

” I knew you will come sir. Have a sit. ”

Santosh sat and started crying. “Your family is my responsibility now. I will take care of the whole family.”

“Thank you so much”

” But sir I have to export the thing within a week. It’s urgent”.

Here ‘the thing’ means what Rakesh needed, the kidney. “Rakesh is so bad. But this is just a story. Right baba” Rakhi’s eyes continue to watch baba.

Baba is a poor old man. He used to help everyone. He went to Rakesh and had discussed about the marriage. Both the daughter not even know how baba met Rakesh.

“I think we should get marry as soon as possible” asked Rakesh. “Because I know you are eagerly waiting for this. Tomorrow. We can fix the day for the marriage.”

Santosh agreed to the day.

But Rakesh send a message through a man, the same who seemed his bodyguard, to Santosh. “It’s urgent. I want the thing tomorrow itself. Between the marriage you come to the godown and fulfil the deal. Then only I will take 7 rounds of the fire with your daughter. And then only the marriage will succeed.”

“Baba, did he go? What happened next? Santosh is a poor guy..”

Yes. He went. He went when mantra started. Now both of you go to sleep. I have many more things to do.

Both sisters started gossiping about Rakesh character.

Baba went to the gate and shut it from outside.

Night went. Next morning every one was busy in their work. Rakhi’s mother, urmi, was busy in the saree. Food and flowers everywhere.

“Yes. The time came for which we were waiting.” Baba gave Rakhi a bunch of grains. “You are looking preety”.

“Baba, I will miss you all”, Rakhi whispered.

“Lets go, you are about to get married. Don’t cry. I will be with you. We have done a lot for you. Do your best to make your family happy”.

The pandit called the  groom and bride. Baba held the hand of Rakhi and took her to the place. It started. The mantra. After an hour, pandit called for groom and bride’s father.

“Baba went to the sweet shop and for plates” Urmi answered.

Rituals for marriage was over. Everyone was looking to give blessings to newly married couple. Rakhi’s eye were busy finding her baba. “Baba..??”

“I don’t have seen him since mantra.” Bindiya replied.

Urmi sent a little boy who lived near by, to call baba. After few minutes,he came back. “Baba didn’t go to the sweet shop. No one has seen him”.

The other part we know. Yes. Where  baba went. Why he went.

His daughter got married and she is fixed in a relationship. Rakesh has a deal,so he gave place for the family in his own home. He treated them as a servant.

Are they really happy? NO. But baba thought,it is a sacrifice he has made for the better future of his family.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A_short_story

Chennai- Come to south “India”.

India is  a country in Soth Asia. Seventh largest country by area. It is bounded by Indian Ocean, Arabian sea, Bay of Bengal.

From top Himalaya to bottom Kanyakumari, India have colorful wings.

Why should you visit to chennai?

Recently I came from south India. The experience was so  comfortable that I would love to visit Chennai one more time. I would like to share my feelings with you guys.

Beach lovers are welcome

Yeah, beach lovers get ready for the awesome blossom tides with full of high and low waves. The tides will make your day. You can walk around and enjoy the waves. The wind is so cold and cheerful,it will make all your tension blow. We went at the time of dawn. We enjoyed a lot and were almost wet.

People will love you

The best part is when you get caring and friendly people around you. Yes, that is what there in Chennai. The people love the tourist. I met new people and all were so good and helped me in the new city, while travelling and reaching to the destination.

Tradition is most important

Well India is known for it’s tradition. And we can clearly see that in Chennai. The people follow their tradition by heart. Girls wear half saree and suit with a ‘Gajra’, (the flower) on their hair. Men wear ‘dhoti’, (long cloth generally white in colour) and kurta. You will enjoy watching them.

Locations are breathe taking

You heard the right thing, the locations are awesome. Chennai is a very old city,which makes the buildings and monuments look like the palace. If you just walk by,you will see many monuments. Well,many new buildings are made that are so high.

Can enjoy delicious food

If you are foody, this is the perfect place to taste many different varieties of food. ‘Idli’, ‘dosa’, ‘sambhar’, ‘wada’ and many delicious foods that I enjoyed in 3 days. While walking near beach I had a food item, ‘mirchi-pakoda’,  (chilli fried) and that was awesome.

 

I personally felt that Chennai is a place where you should go for atleast one time,to enjoy the beauty and nature.

 

 

 

 

My college
A_short_story

The story behind my name #MAGGIE

via Daily Prompt: Tailor

I know it sounds really different that my title is’ Story behind my name #Maggie’.

You might be thinking it is just because I used to eat a lot of maggie so my friends named me. This is the half part, the other part is more interesting.

I live in kolkata. The place which is  known for it’s grand colonial architecture, art galleries and cultural festivals. And beside all these our college’s most famous food and that is, “maggie bhaja”. It’s really delicious.

From here the story begins. Whenever my friends ask me what I had for my lunch, dinner or breakfast.. The only answer I gave was..”Maggie bhaja”. You might be thinking that ‘maggi is not good for health, that you always used to eat it’. I would like to say,”yes..! Maggi is not good for each and every meal. But sometimes you can eat it.”

“Hey who are you, I ordered first and you came late” I shouted at the boy who took the plate of my maggi bhaja from the hand of the aunty from the dhaba,where we went.

“I am hungry and I can’t wait more, please let me have it” he begged.

“No,I am hungry too. I will not give this plate to you” I refused. Suddenly aunty came and gave another plate of maggi bhaja.

Unknowingly I left the plate and that plate fell down. “You stupid” he shouted. “Why you left the plate?”

“I thought to give you the particular one and have the other” I answered.

Again we both attacked on the next plate. After arguing for more than 10 minutes. We decided to eat from the same plate and so we did. The boy who was not known to me. I didn’t even know his name ,but we shared the same maggi bhaja.

“So ma’am, what is your name”he asked in a gentle way.. “Maggi” I said and smiled. “And you’s”

“Bhaja” he laughed. We both started  smiling at each other. His eyes were so beautiful. I started staring at his eyes. “Eat maggi otherwise I will have the whole plate” he said.

He noticed me that I was watching him. His voice,his nature it was so noticable that I noticed each and everything. I think it’s “love”… the only word I said. He started smiling and said “ma’am have your part of maggi bhaja because I ate my part”.. I was staring at him. He was there infront of me till I ate.

Same moment my friends turn up and they began to make fun. The boy went with a  handshake. But I wanted to know his name, his information, everything.

I ran out of the dhaba to see where he went. But he was not within my range. My eyes were thoroughlly finding him. I wanted to talk to him. But my eyes were unable to catch his glimpse

That was the only day I met him. Even today also I pray to God to just make my way to his place. Also from that moment my dear and devil friends announced my name as maggie. And from that time, at first my friend ,then classmates, then half of the college and at last the whole college started calling me @maggie.

And so I became the most famous #MAGGIE of our college. May be that day was not in support of me but still it gave  me a memorable name. And I am thankful for this.

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I am Sorry

“Yeah, I know what’s your character.”, “Oooh, She is a fucking bitch”,”Oh My God..she is not a virgin”,”Why are you going out this late?”

I am sorry that I went for the movie late night. I am also sorry for what I used to wear.  I am sorry that I danced the whole night in the party.  I am sorry that I used to go alone to the market. I apologize that I thought the person is my uncle. I am sorry that I was drunk.  I am sorry that I took a long time to say,”Sorry”.Yes, I am sorry because I was unknown how to react.

Yes, I am sorry because I was not knowing how to react to these circumstances. I am sorry not to answer to your actions yesterday. But today, I feel guilty. I feel sad that I had to skip your deed. Because I was mentally weak but not physically.

When I wore shorts and mini skirt I was not confident to kick your ass. I am a dancer and I can dance for the whole night but when you put your finger on me, I behaved softly. I forgot that If I can dance for the whole night, that means I can break your bones and finger with that same stamina.

when I used to go alone and hear your unhealthy comments on me and my body parts I would have shown you what a simple girl can do to you. I would have shouted on you and a slap is enough for you people. But I forgot that and had the fear of my family. I forgot that my family will support me.

When I was drunk and you tried to get on me, I would have punched on your main part. But I didn’t. Because I forgot that I was just drunk and not out of my mind. I forgot that I am free and independent and I have promised myself that I will take care of myself in any situation.

When uncle used to call me and ask me to sit on his lap, with many hesitations I used to. While I was a child but what he was doing was known to me. But I forgot that if I will speak up and share this with my parents they would have helped me. I had a fear of something that I don’t know.

I was not weak, I was just freaking out with the situations. Why I will fear from them who don’t fear from me. Those who never give respect to anyone, those who never feel that girls are also human. Why we have to wait for the correct person to come and make everything fine for us. Why..?

I am a girl. I can understand every situation and can overcome it. I can work day and night. I can do anything. I bleed every month and then also on the next day I look healthy and fit. I carry another life in my womb and for 9 long months. I give birth to a baby which can even take my life. The pain is unexplainable and I overcome to that pain. I cry I laugh, I make fun. I am different for you guys. You don’t count me in your category, neither you count me as an independent one.

I am good enough to make me proud.  I have the will power. When I can choose the way of life I want to live I can also guide myself for the best women. I can fight back because I am strong. I am a girl and I am proud of it.

 

 

 

life

Why is it complicated..??

Why is it not easy to live life without complications? When I am sad, why it’s needed to carry a fake smile and walk? Why it’s really hard to cry when I feel like to do it. Why I complicate my situation and start behaving like strong person,who never cry? Why I have to behave normally with the person I know are not my true friends,and one day or the other they will harm me? Why it happen that when I am not willing to help someone,but still have to give a helping hand,seeing them in trouble? Why can’t I laugh out loud when really somebody cracks a joke on me? Why I can’t speak up my words when someone is misleading the whole topic from a sensible to useless one? Why I think I am not the one who can make changes in the whole world? Why it happens that what “people” will say is my priority? Why I can’t be an artist of my own kind? When I know no one is going to help me out in trouble but still I think about them?  Why i can’t bear tears on other’s face but its worthy in my eyes?

Yes, it’s complicated. But why we are making it so? If I feel free whenever I want I can laugh, whenever I want I can dance. This is me, but due to some “social impurities”, I became complicated. If I can’t  cry out loud, how is it possible for me to laugh. There are two walls which surrounds our happiness and life. The first and foremost is “What people will say” and the other one is “me and myself”. By hook or by cook if the first wall can be broken, but the second wall is the most difficult thing to break. But once you overcome this wall, there is no other wall or boundaries that will try to stop you. After breaking these two walls, you will get feathers to fly, and you can fly wherever you want to.

Guys, everyone is not the same type. What we have to do, is to make our self better. Because when every country can have different timing,so how is it possible to have two person’s mind running in same way. Live to your fullest, because no one knows what the next step of our life is.