WHAT'S NEW ?   IT IS BAD NEWS.   

 He had a car-accident.  It resulted in a major arthroplasty surgery. He remained confined to hospital and in bed for months. This six months looked like six years.

A stumble prevented a fall. He met with a car accident. The hips got smashed. Recovery was gradual after being tied in bed for months. He used a wheel-chair, a walker, a pair of crutches, a cane,   along with a young doctor, helping holding as if she saved him.

While in bed, the plot of the forthcoming book developed, which is under print now. It is  hoped it will be in the hands of  readers soon available on book-stands. 

There are about 20 chapters. It is titled "Ginnie the gem".

Each chapter is of about 30 to 40 pages. Each page narrates

heart-throbbing experience met with by them. 

(A few  sample pages are on next pages)

 

 

Sex lies in the eyes, Beauty lies in the face.

and?

Grace lies in the frame. Beauty lies in eyes of the beholder.

He wants to dedicate this book, To, " Dr. Kavitah. M.D."

She is the interne-doctor at the Wales University Health Center,

City General Hospital, Orthopedic  Wing.

The scene is the private room of the City General hospital.  

It is for orthopedic patients.  It is on 19th floor, room no.38.

She is tall, thin, fair, lovely looking, in her early thirties.

She radiates electricity of hundred mega-watts in her every movement. 

 

He did not know what she saw in him.

She remained with him all through out the period of  confinement.  

She was a personal care assistant.

She was with him two shifts a day, leaving at mid-night.

She attended  next morning punctually.

She made him recover from this ghastly catastrophe.

No medicine, no physical therapy can be effective than her personal involvement in the speedy recovery.

 

 

First and foremost, Room No.38 on the 19th floor of the city hospital is called a room for record's sake. It is a hall as big as city hall. There are four partitioned rooms therein with phones, computer, internet WIFI etc.

 

 

 

The other rooms are bed-rooms for family members if any. It has a lavish kitchen. Its bath-room is enormous with sauna bath facility. In short it has amenities of every kind and quality, available in the royal suit of  Hotel President. The adjacent room is Room No. 37 is the gymnasium. The 19th floor has its own elevator. In short, the entire 19th floor was at their disposal.

 

 

 

 

She relied on ordering fresh orange, green coconut, cherry, mango, dry-palm dates, almonds, raisins figs custard apples from the farm. She cut four of oranges in halves  to squeeze to extract its juice on a simple juice squeezer with circular sharp teeth. On it she manually put the half of the piece of the orange and extract the juice. She collected it in the glass. She prepared two such glass. 

 

He had to drink the large one with nothing added to it. She used to take the small glass with some glucose added to it. Then she used to prepare banana milk-shake, chickoo-peach-milk-shake, mango milkshake, figs milk-shake and pomegranate seeds juice at regular intervals. She used to order vegetable soup and other varieties of soup during the day which brought strength very soon.

 

Her words ring in his ears as of today.

 

 

She roughly handled him. He is a stubborn piece of rock not in the say of anybody. She moved this rock. She set it rolling. This is her achievement. The hospital had prescribed pain-killer injections at an interval of every two hours. She never used them. She adjusted the bed in a slanting position, put a small table in between  and  played chess. She kept him engrossed that he forgot the pain.

 

When he confronted her with a bold move  or she was in a jam, she used to run for a soup or a cup of tea or some such escape to think of her next move. The game used to last for days. They solved puzzles from puzzle-book. When she was angry, she went red. He liked her the most when she was angry.

 

 

 

A sort of a rough picture of depicting her as the heroine of the stories developed in his mind at the relevant time. Thereafter he gave life to this abstract idea. She is the heroine of the theme under print. You will simply love her. Now read 'Ginnie the Gem." Go ahead.

The first chapter and some portion of other stories appear on other web-pages of this site. It is an attempt to make it a sneak-peek sort of a preview for Readers.  (Contd....)   The hard-bound edition will be on  the book-stands soon.

OH ! THE MAID OF THE TOWN ! BEFORE WE PART !

OH ! GIVE  OH ! MY HEART ! GIVE ME BACK MY HEART !

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INDEX.SUMMARY.

-Table of Contents.-

 

Chapter 1    THE FLASHBACK

Chapter 2    FOOLS RUSH IN WHERE ANGELS FEAR TO .

Chapter 3    SLOW AND THE STEADY WINS THE RACE

Chapter 4    THE TACTLESS FELLOW.

Chapter 5    THE ROUGH AND THE TOUGH

Chapter 6    THE MODEST ONE.

Chapter 7    Oh! Boy! THY NAME IS JEALOUSY.

Chapter 8    THEIR WAY OF LOVE.

Chapter 9     INDIRECT TORTURING.

Chapter 10   SO THIS TOO SHALL PASS.

Chapter 11.  A RARE JEWEL OF BEAUTY.

Chapter 12   STORY OF A JEWEL OF BEAUTY.

Chapter 13 . THE TALL GIRL

Chapter 14 . LOST OPPORTUNITIES

Chapter 15   NINE DAYS’ WONDER.

Chapter 16   THE FOOD WE EAT.

Chapter 17   MIND IS A VAIN MONKEY.

Chapter 18   HOW TO CULTIVATE GOOD MEMORY.

Chapter 19   DO NOT KILL DUMB ANIMALS.

Chapter 20   OUR PROGRESS.

Chapter 21   INFANTICIDE.

Chapter 22   CONCLUSION

Chapter 23   HOW THE MAIDEN BURNT HER PALM.

Chapter 24.  THE UNFORGETABLE. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

SUMMARY OF CHAPTER ..1.

The first story is about her who is a school girl, a dreaming girl. This chapter deals how she turns into a dream-girl in due course of time. To the pure, all things are pure. One rainy morning he enters her bedroom for a quick love-game. She was home today, not gone to college. He practiced all lessons of love on her as per book. He is sincere and detailed in his love-game. The result ? Pl. read the first chapter. You will love it. To find a good girl is like to find a needle in a hay-stack.

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SUMMARY OF CHAPTER ..2.

Do as the girls do.  Say  'No.'  and then take it.  'No.' is no negative in a girl's mouth.   Discovering the talented and the gifted with lovely looks is a painful task.  Learning is a treasure that will follow you everywhere.   You learn more from your enemies than your friends.   Wifehood is the happiest stage of life under all circumstances.  Tears is the hydraulic force by which masculine will power is melted by feminine water-power. 

Chapter..2. 

It is the last day of the school-term. Dare-devil cop Lt.Detective Jimmy takes law unto his hands. He risks his life, career, reputation for her hand. He pre-plans to abduct her to a far off destination. He waits for her, right at the school gate in front of a crowd of her friends and co-students. She, more concerned how her friends would talk of her, and confident about her ability to take care of  him, showers him with all abuse in the dictionary. She indulges into a fist to fist fight. His confidence is melting. He keeps a straight face and bears with all her anger and outbursts. A rogue takes the best.  Faint hearts can not win a fair lady. Today he has dis-regarded all advice of the book. Today he acts. After a prolonged debate with her, he does what he is supposed to do. He takes her in his arms and kiss.  Gradually she melts. Chapter 2 and 3 are combined.

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SUMMARY OF CHAPTER..3.

At the end of the last chapter, they come over to the far off cave on the hill. Both are dog-tired and exhausted.

It is her maiden night out. She is stranded. Both find the cave. It is a storm. It is raining cats and dogs. Both are wet drenched in water shivering with cold. Jimmy sheds all his clothes in the cave and tactfully makes her disrobe gradually completely. It is an intense, fierce love game, step by step details of their feelings and ways of behaviour in such a delicate situation. Does she go all the way?  Did she accept him as her life-partner?  Ch.3 ends with a happy note?        

" Not all love stories have a happy end"   -  Is this one, an exception.?

  Ecstacy is a feeling when you feel, you are going to feel a feeling that   you have never felt before.   A classic is a book which people praise     but do not read.  A smile is a curve that can set a lot of problems        straight. Yawn is the only time when lover-boy finds time to open his  mouth. For details,  read  chapter. 3.

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SUMMARY OF CHAPTER..4.

There is little of love's language that he did not know. In this part of the story, he is a glass-technologist on his way to make unbreakable glass. But he breaks her heart as he is tactless; does not know how to behave with a lady; especially a lady of her calibre. Lady Luck sent her to his doorstep, a heaven-sent opportunity for him to make company. His rude and mannerless talk with her spoils everything.  You have to be very very careful. You can not talk rotten.He deserves to rot and condemned for his foolishness. On the other hand, she has been forewarned by her mother. It has been hammered in her mind to give away every dollar, dime, nickel,penny from the house to any stranger; but never, never give away thy heart. Did she succumb to his evil plan? What happened? Please go to Chapter 4.....

THERE IS IN EVERY TRUE WOMAN's HEART, A SPARK OF HEAVENLY FIRE.

IT LIES DORMANT IN THE BROAD DAY LIGHT; BUT IT KINDLES UP AND BEAMS AND BLAZES IN THE DARK HOUR OF ADVERSITY !

SWEET IS REVENGE ESPECIALLY FOR THE WOMEN !

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SUMMARY OF CHAPTER..5.

Marriage is called by some as an agreement, wherein the man loses his bachelor degree and the woman gains master's.  

Divorce is future tense of Marriage.

The best book is that,  that startle you. It has to contradict  your belief and opinion. The Rough and the Tough relates  is in this role. He is a sales executive of a reputed pharmaceutical company. His is a touring life. On the other hand, she is depicted as a very very choosy and head-strong girl used to do things in her own way. He is seen taming her in an indirect way as if he was not aware of her waiting for him and all that. He drives her mad by his constant absence when he is expected. She is seen at her most cruel ways when he happens to visit her after a very long interval.Any way love-life has its ups and down, one having a upper hand, next moment,the other one having a point;  that is how life runs. Life is sweet among sip of bitterness at a few interval. Love affair is  cricket where ODI (one day match) is more exciting than a Test. Chapter 5.

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SUMMARY OF CHAPTER..6.

Chapter 6. contains  a normal day to day life event regarding his role of a modest rector of the Boys' hostel in the University Campus. He has seen her often in the campus vicinity. But grapes are sour. He happens to stumble into the Library. He sees her entering the hall and sitting in a corner of the place quite at home.  He gathers all his courage, approaches her with a new style. She is depicted in this episode as a mild docile and loving girl. The episode reveals her ability to know a person and his calibre irrespective of the small post of a rector he held. She likes him. He is not stubborn but he is sure of himself. He does not dictate her life but by his sweet manners, gets everything done. She takes further interest in him and they are on a hot cruise. More in this Chapter.... 6.

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SUMMARY OF CHAPTER ..7.

  Oh! Boy! Thy name is jealousy.  It is an ill bird that betrays its nest. This is a narration of adolescent love between Jimmy Ginnie and the Boy. This type of love is spring-love. It evaporates as fast as it has come. It is kid stuff. Kids are jealous and overly possessive. He thinks he owns the girl. The Boy thinks he has the girl. It is a love triangle. The conduct of the Boy in raping her is the beastly and ghastliest act a kid can perform.He thinks it is revenge. He is now equal with him. What a fool?  It is an eye-opener for beginners to behave in such matters with restraint. Life is more comfortable and easy now. Love too has to be easy and comfortable. It should not take the toll on you. Possessiveness and jealousy does not bring about any change in her heart. Love is a flow of emotions. Its trend can be changed by giving more love and care to win her over.  This is a very significant aspect to be kept in mind. Read chapter 7.

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SUMMARY OF CHAPTER..8.

The words 'This too shall pass' tells the extent of patience and tolerance in the lives of human beings. In the midst of any calamities, do not lose the hope. These bad moments are for a short while, and good times will return in course of time. The people in the other parts of the world have seen worse than this. We are lucky to earn His Lord's wreath for a short while and happy moments will follow if we did not lose faith. Life is a complex book like a novel. It demands many sacrifices. His Lord has meant us to perform elderly duties for our children. They demand from us like it is their Right and we give them as if it was their  Right to ask from us. There is enjoyment in giving them. She involves herself in rearing up seven children and spends all her youth, all her dreams in bringing them up. This is the sacrifice. Life is like that. Life makes us do things which we never wanted to perform.Beauty is skin deep This skin deep beauty phrase has toppled many kingdoms. For the hand of the skin deep beauty many battles were fought  as per pages of history. Chapter 8.

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SUMMARY OF CHAPTER..9.

In the story  'a rare jewel of a beauty',  she is depicted as a shy, male-contact avoiding character. She conceals herself from the roving eyes of the male dominating world. She is spotted by him who is a world known author of many prize-winning books. He happens to stumble unto her in Europe and requests her to help him to give finishing touch to his latest publication. Work is worship.  She needed a handle. A handle she has got in him. She is absorbed in the characters of the book and works hard to edit it in a final stage of publication. Opposite poles attract each other. This is what really happens in this case. Both know. But both deny it exists. This is a story of their inner conflict. What is the solution? Do they reveal to each other their love?  Read  

'a jewel of a beauty'.

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SUMMARY OF CHAPTER..10. TALL MAIDEN.

" Beauty weeps; fortune enjoys."     'The Tall Maiden' is about her who is constantly pestered by Willie since childhood to be his girl. He devises all sort of attention strategies to win her over. He is the son of mayor. He has all the resources and machinery at his disposal to blind a simple Teacher's girl who is our heroine.In one moment of desperation,she agrees and marries him. The  mayors family is a vast banyan tree wherein she feels lost. It is ruled by the elders like the brothers sisters and the old mother. She has no identity or any voice in the family affairs. She repents her life.  She is a good writer. She believes that paper is a patient friend than a man. She puts all her heart in writing her diary narrating life's sweet and sorrow incidents. She wants to denounce the social life and be a nun. But can she do it? She was indeed from a poor family from money point of view. She had not a rich heritage financially. She was rich from the point of view of cultural heritage.Her teacher father had endowed her with all the best cultural knowledge in her. Moreover, she was beautiful. No eyes would escape her presence. Can she continue in such a background? What does she do?  Where is he?When and where do they meet?  Latest Gossip of the town:  Rumour was rife that there was something spooky going on between her and the pastor's son. What is the latest score? pl. read the 'Tall Maiden."  You will love it.

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SUMMARY OF CHAPTER  11.  

HOW THE MAIDEN BURNT HER PALM.   CHAPTER 11.        under print. Hard-bound edition very soon on news-stand.

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Chapter 22. THE CASH COW.

He was travelling from Delhi to Madras by superfast express.
He deposited his things in his seat and went ahead to the pantry car.
He saw her, on entering. She was seated in a corner.
She was busy reading some paper-book, sipping tea.
She must have seen him entering. She behaved as if she had not.
He also ordered a tray of snacks and tea.
Then he turned and stared at her.
She turned conscious. It means contact was done. She crossed her legs. She tugged her skirt down and continued reading. His presence was marked. The diners braced them against the lurching of the superfast on a curve. Then it seemed to shake itself straight again, it picked up the speed. Beneath, the iron wheels clacked on the tracks returning to normalcy. It was the movement of the train that made him behave so. It is observed that when one is on a moving vehicle, say a car, a bus or a train or an aeroplane, they are sexually stimulated.
His stare made her uncomfortable as she found herself seated across him which enabled him to have an easy look at her legs. She had to keep pulling her skirt to her knees and pressed the legs to keep them together.
"But this was morning," she reassured herself.
Men didn't make pass in the morning. But he looked again. She could see it from her cross-eyes. She kept on reading. A flush of sensation passed through her body.
She was a model. She had many offers on the screen.
She had her freedom in modeling. She had kept herself above usual things. But with him it was different. He was a perfect crook and a story-teller. He had a knack of describing things in an artful manner. It kept her engrossed for hours hearing him. She liked it. She was never tired of him. He was her Public Relations Man.

 

She closed her eyes and gave herself to the memory of good old days. She was lost in the past. It was about ten years back.
She was just seventeen and in the first year of the college. He was the college-General Secretary. He was in his last year. It had begun with the annual function celebrations.

She was cast as Portia in the "Trial Scene of the Merchant of Venice," to be staged and performed with renaissance costumes and all that. She possessed that air of superiority and self-confidence rarely seen in a teenage. She appeared like an honourable lady commanding and demanding respect wherever she happened to go. She was the daughter of an international art-dealer. She had accompanied her father last June to Europe during the vacation. She was not an ordinary Tina Meena, Reena. She was a celebrity's offspring.

In the first instance she had refused to play any part in the social activity. He insisted that she would volunteer herself for the try-outs and rehearsals. Principal Kotwal and the Head, Mr. Buch persuaded her and assured her of all the facility and arrangement of timing would be made as per her convenience. It was just for fun. It would be fun. It would be good to get out of the house in the evenings under the pretext of preparation for staging the one piece scene from the Merchant of Venice and rehearsals. But she had remained adamant. The matter seemed to have ended there.

One evening he intercepted her. He said that the girl who was selected in her place was poor in dialogue-delivery and asked her to shelve all her misgiving about social activity and for the sake of the reputation of the college she should return and agree to perform the Portia role as the lawyer in the Trial scene against Shylock, the adamant Jew merchant. She would be a perfect match against Shylock.

On her part, it seemed she was not in a position to endure the monotony of the house caged all evening in attending family affairs and all that. She said she would consider.

 

 

She recalled now, how there was suspense all around, about the success of an English drama being staged in renaissance costumes, make-up and in an atmosphere of the Shakespearean stage. What had attracted her was the creativity of the entire episode
and the veteran persons selected for the roles of Shylock, Antonio and the Duke of the Court of Venice, Bassanio, Nerissa, etc.

Antonio, the merchant of Venice, in order to help Bassanio, borrowed three thousand ducats from Shylock. The Jew lends him the money under an agreement that Antonio shall forfeit a pound of his flesh in default of payment on the day the bond falls due. Antonio signs the bond thinking it a mere form of no significance. Antonio's ships are reported wrecked and all cargo lost in the sea. The Jew insists that he be given a pound of flesh of his body and nothing else. Portia as a lawyer, pleads the cause of Antonio, with such eloquence and logic that Shylock not only loses his case, but also has his property confiscated for plotting against the life of a Venetian.

In the initial days she thought of him as unattractive and average boy with normal standard of intelligence and bearing, although his speech was quiet and charming.
On the stage he had an air of a leader. He made every one of them toil and shed tears for slight mistake. He made each of them seat before him in the folding chair and read their respective part again and again, while he paced up and down the stage lost in thought.
When her part had come, she began to read. He had not cast her even a single glance.
Suddenly in the midst of it, he had halted, and glared at her and snapped.
He: Hey, "You ?" "I can't hear you." "What is the matter with you?" "You quit if you want to !"........... He was red in his face glaring at her.
She swallowed the anger. She got red. Nobody in her life had spoken to her in such a rude tone. She read louder. He continued to stare at her. He made her read like that for ten times. He was not happy. He raised his hands in disgust and helplessness. The day was over. All dispersed and were off for home.

 

She was annoyed and she did not sleep for the night. She asked her brother to be with her. They caged themselves in her room. The brother made her stand before the mirror.
She virtually crammed her lines of dialogue by heart. The brother helped her wherever she faltered or missed the lines. They performed for few hours straight non-stop. Again in the morning after breakfast they redid the same thing again. Now she felt the lines of dialogue come to her lips automatically. Again in the afternoon, they repeated the same. She gained some confidence. Next day she reported herself at the time of the rehearsal.

He ordered that rehearsals will take place six days a week, non-stop. The rehearsals were in progress in the auditorium hall. After one such session, he asked her to go with him for intensive personal coaching. His manner was impersonal; although he never stopped staring at her with those burning eyes of dislike for her. Script in hand they had gone to his room. She found him friendly, than she had ever seen him. He was telling her of his life all the ups and down and his success and all his failures. He told everything. She on her part had opened up herself. She told him everything about her life from the child hood days to the days of being a maiden virgin. She was still a virgin and had not tasted the fruits of love in conjugal unity of man's body with her. She long back anticipated it.

When he suggested drinks, she accepted. She never drank. She was nervous and afraid. She was at an unknown place at his mercy.
One glass turned into two. Two became four and like that. Rehearsal had been forgotten. She was sitting beside him. She was not afraid. He was more friendly than he had ever been. He was telling her, about his life right from childhood days to the time he came to this college. On her part, she was engrossed in telling him her part of life in detail as much as she could but there was no hilarious experience and suspense in her straight and smooth life. She tried to bring colour to her narration by emphasising certain details about the neighbourly boy who was mad after her and all that.

 

 

She was unprepared for him. She felt him much older and mature and dominating. It happened so gradually and normally that she accepted him as one of the facts of life, one of the accredited member of her life to whom she could tell anything and everything.
After a few visits to his room, on one occasion she was surprised to find him leave his chair and come to her and comfort her and hug her in token of appreciation of her work.
How it happened, she could not really, say. She now openly poured out her hurts and objections her limitations about the role and all that.

Sometimes he held her in his arms till she sobered down and resumed her dialogues. He would gently massage the back of her neck until she relaxed. In time, the physical interludes, with him became more important to her than the moral support he extended to her in enduring her short-comings.
She began to dress now for those moments, when he would touch her. Button front sweaters were replaced by black or red turtlenecks.

In the meantime she would hear the familiar honk of the car horn from downstairs. It was time to leave. Her driver had come to take her home. It became a practice to bid good-bye.

One evening she appeared in pleated skirts with starch-white top tied with a lace which meant the message was clear. Wordlessly he pulled her towards him.

 

Both turn by turn narrated even smaller events in their life in detail. She did not remember when he had taken her hand and she even today cannot remember whether she had kissed him or he had kissed her first. She only felt that both had remained in each other's embrace for all the time and that she held his hand tightly when both of them walked into the inner room.

Wordlessly he pulled her to him. As she opened her blouse, his hand went deeper. His fingers rose on thighs with a rhythm and movement like a feather touch. When the fingers finally found the vagina, it was wet eager and waiting. Ignoring the coach, he guided her to lie down on the room carpet. Falling to her knees, she shed all her wears and was ready waiting for him for the final act. When he entered her, her joy was total. She was satisfied at last, physically and emotionally.
The voice she heard about the honking of the car horn. She paid no heed. He can wait. That is his job to wait on her.. She took her own time in the bath-room and washed herself and dressed with regular make up and all that. She left without any further talk.

Next day she attended the rehearsal as usual. She performed normally and with self-confidence. He behaved as natural and normal as he had always been. He found some improvement in her performance. He wanted to depict the role of Portia as a tough and mature type of a lawyer and there should be so much of force and authority and weight in her words that the rough and tough Shylock should be subdued and silent and at her words. She had to control that rascal character of Shylock.

He had wanted to transform her overnight in a match for the brutal tactful tactics of that Jew merchant. She had complied with all his suggestions and adapted herself to the role of a mature seasoned lawyer named Portia. Again a few days later, she attended one more rehearsal at his room. She was amazed herself, she could perform normally. On his part, he was a normal self pure businesslike and annoyed and worried about the outcome of the show.

Again, one more day, he signalled her to wait for him. He got busy in winding up the affairs of the hall and they left like an elderly couple going for a walk.

This time they did not drink and hardly spoke and this time it was not a suspenseful event. It was a routine event. Returning from the rehearsals, her flash gave off a new and unknown receptiveness that could be sensed and seen how so ever she tried to act normal and natural in the midst of her members of her house.

Finally the rehearsals ended. The show was scheduled to be held on the Christmas Eve. A large number of audience had gathered out of curiosity about the outcome of the programme. Big dignitary like the Governor and the Mayor were the Chief Guest. Many filmdom celebrity were scheduled to attend.

The curtain opened with the Duke of the Court of Venice and all parties anticipating the Trial of Merchant of Venice. Antonio was handcuffed and stood with a policeman in a sort of wooden cage. The Duke called the court to order. The Duke was sorry for Antonio that an upright man like Antonio was brought in the Court to answer a stony adversary and inhuman wretch of a man like Shylock. The Duke asks Shylock to shed cruelty and show mercy.

Portia enters the court and takes over the proceedings. Antonio accepts that he had made the bond. Portia pleads Shylock to bestow mercy on the man. The Jew counter-questions as to why he should show mercy? In the court-room, pandemonium broke loose when Portia rose to her full height and confronted him:

"Portia:
" The quality of mercy is not strain'd
It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven,
Upon the place beneath: it is twice blest;
It blesseth him that gives, and him that takes:
‘Tis mightiest in the mightiest: it becomes,
The throned monarch, better than his crown;
His sceptre shows the force of temporal power,
The attribute to awe and majesty,
Wherin doth sit the dread and fear of kings;
But mercy is above this scepter'd sway;
It is enthroned in the hearts of kings
It is an attribute to God himself;
And earthly power doth then show likest God's
When mercy seasons justice.
Therefore Jew, justice be thy plea, consider this,
That in the course of justice, none of us,
Should see salvation; we do pray for mercy."

Portia pleads his case with such eloquence and logic that Shylock, not only lost his case, but also had his property confiscated. The agreement stipulated "to get a pound of flesh of Antonio if he failed."
Portia thundered:-
"Not a drop of blood should fall, otherwise he will be jailed and his property will be confiscated." "He has to take a pound of flesh and nothing else."
Shylock feels himself helpless and pleads that he be given back three thousand ducats. Portia refuses. Now he will get justice.
There was an all round band of admirers and well-wishers.
The show went on successfully and ended with great applause from all present. The role of Shylock, Portia and Antonio surpassed every one's expectation and proved very appealing. The applause was thunderous.
Shylock is seen whetting his knife upon his shoe, ready to take a flesh of pound, Portia's retort, " Not on thy sole, but on thy soul !"
was the highlight of the act, at which time the Duke had to be stern and pound his gravel to control the outburst of the court spectators.
The show had ended. Now there were no rehearsals and all that meeting. Now there was no scope of regular outing and all that. Their affair became very irregular depending upon a chance if they could find. What had started, begun casually, turned out to be a serious affair. Not since the first time she had felt any pang of guilt. It was all too satisfying and full.
Today, she recalled her liaison with him and was lost in the sweet old memories. She lay on her back. Her eyes were closed. Her arms were limp. She had her one arm over her forehead. Her breath came in short gasps. Her heart hammered. She felt drained and spent. He kissed her till she had wanted that she would scream. Involuntarily her eyes had got closed. So that she could not see. So that by not seeing, to avoid being an active participant in guilt, and shame. She waited it to be done. She waited and waited and it was not done and suddenly she found herself taking the initiative and she was an active participant in the game of love without her realising so as she had never experienced and wanting it never done and never ending.
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