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An Excerpt From Abhaya’s Diary…. 15th April 1997

I was really excited that day. It was my brother’s first day at school. Though it was for the very first time, my mother did not help me get ready, instead it was my father who helped me put on my uniform. I like it when my father does something for me. Before that day, I had never experienced my brother sharing a single bite of his food with me. But in order to save time my mother served breakfast on the same plate and without any complain, I offered my egg to him. And without any hesitation he returned ( contrary to his nature) back the egg. My father dropped us to school.
Throughout, I was very excited. I did all my schoolwork far more sincerely than other days. Whenever, I got a little time, I thought about the morning. It filled me with excitement. My mother always taught me to share food with my brother and friends. She always said that * from me that he would learn the pleasure of giving. But that never happened. I thought school could change everything. School is really the ideal place that could change anybody. From the very first day of his school my brother learned a lot. It was fun going to school together. We could always share the food happily. No fighting anymore. I was lost in my thoughts. As a result of which I took the wrong bus for home. I got aware of it just after a while when I saw that I couldn’t see the same roads anymore but  all I could see was water and only water through the window. Our township is situated near a big canal. I realized I was moving towards a different direction, Not towards my home but somewhere else. I called upon the conductor and asked him “where is the bus going?”
He informed me that it was going towards the permanent township.

I was not panicked a bit because that was where my uncle stayed. I knew the way to* his house. At least, I was not lost. I told him where my uncle stayed but he insisted me to take out my identification card and find out my address. I told him where I stayed. The senior students in the bus panicked but I laughed at their stupidity. After all, whole of this place belonged to me, at least I wouldn’t get lost, and my heart filled with joy as I contemplated the water. I had a feeling of unrestrained, unshackled freedom. But yes I did want to get back home. I knew my mother was waiting for me at the lunch table. The conductor checked my card, and found out that I was the daughter of their “Gate Pass Madam”. My mother was quite well-known in the township. It was her responsibility to issue Gate passes to the outsiders. She was working with the “Town Administration”. Oh! It is so hard to spell! Very often, I used ask my mother, what she actually did ?, but never got a satisfactory answer. I only knew that she issued gate passes, sometime discussed the problems of the laborers and workers with my father, and if someone committed theft or robberies then they were first brought to my mother and then handed over to the police. The last thought actually added a bit more to my relief. I knew the conductor  wouldn’t offer me  chocolates and candies and I won’t be taken away to any selfish giant’s cave. After all I am the daughter of their “Gate pass madam”. He said” Wait for a while, we won’t leave you here with any * uncle. The bus will take you back to your mother’s office”.
“She is not in the office right now”, I blurted. “She is at home. This is lunch time. Drop me at my uncle’s house and then I can make a call to her.”

My words were given no importance.

Right then, right there, the gardens and fountains, all the panoramic vistas that my baby eyes could fathom… This particular township was so much better than ours. I just wanted to make a call back home but never wanted to get back so early. This break of routine was really amazing for me. I wanted to see my cousins as well. But the bus driver and conductor were so stubborn.

On my way back home, once again I could see those “water, water everywhere” scenes through the window. They dropped me at the bus stop near my house. I saw my mother and aunt standing there. My mother grabbed me at once. I could make out that she had cried a lot but was now trying to hide her tears in front of me. My aunt was crying aloud. The conductor exclaimed that I was really brave and cooperative. I was taken home. I don’t know what it was, but something strange filled my heart. Somehow I was not able to face my mother’s tear. I had never seen her cry before. At night my favorite food was cooked.Now, I really felt like crying. I wanted to hug my mother and scream but something held me back. I managed to hide my tears but it was really hard. We all sat down together to cherish a “sweet family” dinner. Despite all the bit of adventure I had enjoyed, I could feel that I was glad that at last I was back, “back to home, sweet home”, back to the warmth and safety of my mother’s arms, to the place where I could now enjoy a serene night’s sleep. And I was happy, because I could feel that everyone else was happy, happy because I was back to them, happy because to them, food tasted so much better when I was at the table. I blinked a tear, a drop of my peace and joy and felt it drop on my plate where it glistened like the costliest jewel.

For the Women and mothers…..

As a child I had always felt the absence of my mother.I lost her at a very early age. I even know people who have lost both their parents.But truly unlucky are those ,who have both but their parents got separated. Everyday in court I hear stories about divorce and separation.Breaking marriages have become so common now a days. I am not writing this as a lawyer.I am writing as a child who knows how it really feels like to grow up with single parent. I am writing this as woman who dreams to have family that would help her raise a children in a healthy environment. Right now I would prefer not to be a feminist. Rather I would suggest the ladies to think about it for a while. I want to make you feel that we have great responsibilities to give birth to a new generation and raise it. Therefore ladies, I request you that at least for the sake of your children avoid unnecessary arguments with your in-laws. I am not a married woman but have seen instances like divorce and separation and the bad consequences faced by the children. Losing a mother and losing a father brings about two different kinds of struggles in a child’s life. Act of god or natural death are unlucky events but seeing your parents arguing and getting separated are unacceptable. Whenever a lady first moves * to her in-law’s place, she consider her husband as the only dependable person there, who would care for her and understand her. It is also her duty to consider his parents as her own. Most of the marriages break because the wife wants to stay separate with her husband forcing him to leave his parents. Just think about the child.Children generally grow up well with their grandparents,uncles and aunts around. Today most girls had to go out working leaving their children at home alone or with maid servants. Sometimes this become unfortunate for the children and they become an all time loner lacking the capability to adjust. And when they grow up,they abandon their parents too. Today’s parents are capable of buying good education for their children but they deprive them from obtaining good cultures and values. Grey hairs bring culture with them that helps a person to develop a personality and humanity. So can’t we adjust a little bit. If you really consider your spouse as your better half, can’t you think in this way, that one half of you had been brought to earth by your parents and the other half by his and that is what makes you complete. Mother-in-law is not just a mother-in-law, she is in fact your own mother who has given birth to other half of you. On the other hand the men should also understand their wives, her fears, insecurities and all other adjustments she requires to make. You are her only strength in an unknown world called family. It would really be great if you eradicate your male ego and be more understanding. A man gets all his life to know and understand and experience the world but a woman get only few years of her life before marriage. And then the woman inside her should work but mother within her should stay at home. So it is required for all girls to learn more at an early age. If a mother is more experienced, she can use all her experience to build up a new generation because mother is the first teacher a child gets. So, if the mothers are not enough learned and experienced, she won’t be able to give enough to her child. On the other hand father’s life is a inspiration for them. So, it is very important for parents to set an example in their child’s life and it comes from how you treat each other and also the grey hairs of the family. Now, I would request the lawyers to help negotiate the problems between the couples who come to them before advising separation. They come to us for relief. Court can always offer some monetary relief, maintenance, alimony but can never mend a broken marriage or a broken family. Lawyers should be the one who should help the society grow and not to destroy it. Therefore, for the sake of some little money don’t encourage judicial separation or divorce until and unless all roads are closed.

Life, A game of chess…

I never chose to play,
But you did.
Yours was the white pieces,
And mine was the black.
Your choice was made,
And I just played
The unwanted game.

Now Seeing my pawn getting promoted,
You want to stop.
But it is not me anymore playing,
Face the grand master.
He was the gamer
And we were the pieces,
And this is how,
The Grand Master plays.

THE DECEIVING RAIN..

LOOKING OUT THROUGH THE WINDOW,

LISTENING TO THE DEVINE MELODY,

THE POPING SOUND,

OF THE LIQUID PEARLS STRIKING THE GROUND.

OH! THE DEAREST DOWNPOUR,

DON’T KNOW WHY,

WHAT MADE ME FEEL SO ENVIOUS.

I AM FEELING SO JEALOUS OF THE EARTH,

BEING PASSIONATELY KISSED BY YOU.

FOR THE FIRST TIME,

I DIDN’T FEEL LIKE GETTING MYSELF WET.

YOU ARE SO CLOSE TO ME,

BUT I AM NOT LETTING MYSELF DRENCHED.

I DON’T KNOW WHAT HELD ME BACK

I CAN’T EMBRACE YOU.

THE FRAGRANCE OF THE EARTH,

DOESN’T  FEEL INTOXICATING ANYMORE,

I FEEL SO FORLORN.

THE WIND TOUCHING MY FACE,

DON’T SEEMS LIKE CARESSING ME ANYMORE.

ALL I COULD JUST WISH,

IS THAT YOU COULD HAVE

BLESSED US WITH YOUR SHOWER,

WHEN WE WERE TOGETHER.

JUST LIKE THE WAY YOU ARE UNIFYING

WITH THE EARTH

I NEVER THOUGHT YOU WILL DECEIVE ME

MY DEAREST CHUM.

ALL I WANTED YOU TO DO

IS TO SHOWER ON US,

SHOWING YOUR APPROVAL.