Sunday, June 8, 2014

A  TALE     BEHIND   MY   CRAFTED   'SMILES'   AND   JOYOUS  ' DANCE '
(   OR  :     ??? HOW   TO   CONVINCE  !!! )
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1  .  1983  :  Father's   Death  (  Served  him  by   his  dying  side(  3 -4 months and   as  best  as I  could )..

2.  1984  : Jhumur's   Marriage :
      Along   with    the   UN-wanted  HOTEL -  BURDEN   on my  SHOULDER---// Quarrel  with  my
      Brothers.
       [Never  wanted to  be  involved  in    FAMILY  - PROPERTIES  yet  had  to  SWALLOW   the
      'BITTER - PILL '   with  REGULAR   QUARREL  and  ' IN - FIFGHTING S' ]
3  .  1988.  Mother's DEATH.   Was  by  her  Death - Bed - Side  and  also at   Hospital   to  the  Last, by
       her  side  . Then ---->
       [  To  USA  --  Birth  of   Shiraj ; stayed   there    for a   Year  and   Shiraj's  heart  condition  etc  ]
4.   1989  returned   to  DELHI  ;   Bulbul    to  USA  (?).

     Hotel -  Quarrel  and  running   TROUBLES   in  Shouldering  Late  Fathers'  Business  (  Hotel) every
     3rd  or  4Th. momth.

 5   RANA   to  USA /// Babi  in Ahmedabad//   me  and Bulbul shutteling  between  DELHI - USA
    alternataely .  btween  1990-91; 1991-92

 6   !992   ;Bulbul   to  USA   with    GREEN  Card   and  to  be   present  at Jhumur's  side   during
       Natasha's  Birth  (  to  look  after).
  [  and  my  only ' OXYGEN' in  all   these  HOTEL-   TROUBLE- TIME  and     HOTEL  -  QUARREL- INFERNO    was  my  'Hobbies '  like  poetry , Art  etc ]
7.  !993  :  Finally       ESCAPED   to  USA  with  GREEN    CARD .
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8  My  final  DREAM  was   :  TO  RETIRE      to  a   POST  -  USA -   LIFE  with  your  Mother  and
    giving  up  all  WORLDLY  HABITS  and  ATTACHMENTS   and  live   some  IDEAL   RECLUSE  -
   LIFE  SOMEWHERE .
9  But  PREDESTINATION   and    FATE   , perhaps , wrote  my  Life  -  story   in    ANOTHER   way    by    making    your  Mother  CONDITION  as   it  is  Found  now !

10.  And    I  HAVE  NOW  NO  PLACE  NOR    'FRIEND'   TO  LIVE, REMEMBER      or
      RECAPITULATE   MY  LIFE'S  PEAK   STORIES    OR  REMEMBRANCES .
    And   EVEN   MY  NEAREST   ONES    , OFTEN    DON"T   UNDERSTAND  OR  TRY  TO
  KNOW :
   ?  WHY  I  RUN   FOR    'GREEN -  BRANCHES  OR   TWIGS  OF   'EXPRESSIVE   VALUE '   EVEN   IN    RAJARHAT  TO   BE  WITH   'MYSELF ' TO   FORGET   SO   MANY   'THINGS' !!
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