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The Meaningful Beauty..

 

Of course, she never denied any of it aloud,

Of course she never agreed to any of it in private.

 

What could he make for his love for her?

He was warned of the dangers of any romantic attachment.

This was his weakness.

He was ignoring the Advice.

He had come for attending a limited issue and go back.

As fate would have it, it lasted 18 years.

 

Quite simply put, the very sight of her, the very sound of her

made him change his resolution.

 

The way she moved, her happiness, her sorrow, all this,

made him love her. 

 

The world was pleasant when she was with him.

He felt the food was delicious. 

He did not feel the mid-day heat.

He felt the mid-day cool and enjoyable.

 

He had heard her voice this very morning.

He had phoned her that he was coming.

He had caught happiness in her voice on hearing this.

Of course she made no comments about it.

He had faith some day she would truly love her.

 

She was an exception. 

She was perhaps the only woman on this earth

who dressed to try to down-play her beauty.

Not that she tried to look ugly but she came to

regard her beauty as dangerous for her profession. 

She dressed pure and simple in full white.

She tried to identify herself with those hundreds of

miserable girls whom mother nature did not bestow beauty.

 

The suppressed grace, the beauty tried to escape from bondage

and reveal to him what really she actually contained in her..

More she concealed, more it was revealed.

      

    

An Interview.

 

Question.          Hi long time no see?

My answer.      Sort of.

Question.          Where you been?

My answer.      Moving.

Question.          Did U find Valentine?

My answer.      Sort of.

Question.          In USA?

My answer.      Here.

Question.          Here?where?

My answer.      Here.

Question.          Where she live?

My answer.      Here.

Question.          Address.

My answer.      Ashram.

Question.          Ashram? U kidding.

My answer.      Near Asram.

Question.          Which?

My answer.      Near Bank.

Question.          Bank where?

My answer.      Bank there.

Question.          More details.

My answer.     Mehbuba’s lane.

Question.          Fixed?

My answer.      Sort of.

Question.          What is this sort of?

My answer.      Sort of.

Question.          Fix 100%?

My answer.      Fix on my part.

Question.          She agreed?

My answer.      I don’t know.

Question.          Then how U say fix?

My answer.      50% fix.

Question.          Now 50%?

My answer.      100% fix on my part.

Question.          What of her?

My answer.      I don’t know.

Question.          Really U got hit?

My answer.      Like Thunderbolt hit.

Question.          Both roamed together?

My answer.      In dream.

Question.          Then what U see?

My answer.      A glimpse?

Question.          That’s all?

My answer.      That’s all.

Question.          U settled in a glimpse?

My answer.      Sort of.

Question.          R U Crazy?

My answer.      Mad very mad in love.

 

Question.          But when you knew her?

My answer.      Before years.

Question.          Years?

My answer.      Years.

Question.          One?

My answer.      No.

Question.          Two?

My answer.      No.

Question.          Five?

My answer.      No.

Question.          Ten?

My answer.      No.

Question.          Twenty?

My answer.     sort of.

 

Question.          Where U spot her?

My answer.      Here.

Question.          Here where?

My answer.      Here.

Question.          Must be a place no?

My answer.      It is a place.

Question.          What place?

My answer.      Old building.

Question.          Old building where?

My answer.      Old building here.

Question.          On CG road?

My answer.      Near to it.sort of.

Question.          Is it a house?

My answer.      Sort of.

Question.          Is she living in it?

My answer.      No.

Question.          What she doing.

My answer.      Attending.

Question.          What attending?

My answer.      Proceedings.

Question.          Where was She?

My answer.      In the big Hall.

Question.          Big hall?

My answer.      Yes.Big hall.

Question.          What is big hall?

My answer.      Big hall is big hall.

Question.          Must be Sports Club.

My answer.      No.

Question.          No?

My answer.      Yes.No.

Question.          Dinesh hall?

My answer.      No.

Question.          Premabhai hall?

My answer.      Big hall.

Question.          Let it pass.

My answer.      U were almost there.

 

Question.          What was she doing?

My answer.      Sitting.

Question.          Sitting where? On what?

My answer.      Sitting.

Question.          On chair?

My answer       no.

Question.          Sofa?

My answer.      No.

Question.          Then on what?

My answer.      She was sitting.

Question.          Yes, on ground.

My answer.      No.

Question.          Alright let it pass.

My answer.      U were almost there.

Question.          What were U doing?

My answer.      I entered.

Question.          What U did?

My answer.      I found a vacant place.

Question.          Where?

My answer.      Besides her.

Question.          Side by side?

My answer.      No. sort of.

Question.         No and sort of? What is this?

My answer.      It is this.

Question.          U sit on chair?

My answer.      No.

Question.          U standing?

My answer.      No.

Question.          Then U sitting where?

My answer.      Near her.

Question.          Side by side?

My answer.      No.

Question.          Behind her?

My answer.      No.

Question.          In front of her?

My answer.      No.

Question.          For God’s sake,where?

My answer.      Adjacent to her.

Question.          Let it pass.

My answer.      U were almost there.

 

Question.          What U did?

My answer.      I sat.

Question.          What U were doing?

My answer.      Attending.Listening.

Question.          Then?

My answer.      I side-glanced.

Question.          Then?

My answer.      I looked on my side.

Question           when?

My answer.      After a while.

Question.          How long?

My answer.      After I had settled.

Question.          Then?

My answer.      I saw a loveliest glimpse of face.

Question.          Then?

My answer.      Shocked and nervous I moved my head.

Question.          Did she know?

My answer.      Of course.

Question.          U moved head, Where?

My answer.      I looked straight.

Question.          Straight where?

My answer.      Straight there where I had to.

Question.          Then?

My answer.      Nervous, I again glanced at her feet.

Question.          Then?

Question.          Did she know?

My answer.      Of course.

Question.          What she do?

My answer.      She moved her foot.

Question.          Then?

My answer.      I stared there.

Question.          You made a pass?

My answer.      Sort of

Question.          Did she know?

My answer.      Yes.

Question.          Then?

My answer.      She was shocked.

Question.          Then?

My answer.      She went red.

Question.          Then?

My answer.      She moved her foot.

Question.          Then?

My answer.      I stared and stared.

Question           then?

My answer.      She showed her sandal.

Question.          Then?

My answer.      She raised her foot again and again.

Question.          Then?

My answer.      I stared at her lovely ankle.

Question.          Then?

My answer.      She removed sandal.

Question.          How?

My answer.      I don’t know.

Question.          Then?

My answer.      I saw her bare foot.

Question.          Then?

My answer.      Pointed at sandal with her foot thumb.

Question.          Then?

My answer.      I did not understand.

Question.          Then?

My answer.      Again pointed at the sandal.

Question.          Was it a message?

My answer.      I did not know.

Question.          Then?

My answer.      At first I did not follow.

Question.          Then?

My answer.      Light dawned in me.

Question.          Then?

My answer.      I withdrew.

Question.          Then?

My answer.      I sat still.

Question.          Was she angry?

My answer.      She had gone red.

Question           Did she slap U?

My answer.      She would have.

Question.          What you mean?

My answer.      She could not.

Question.          Then?

My answer.      I sat still.Statue.

Question.          Then?

My answer.      I was nervous.

Question.          Then?

My answer.      I listened.

Question.          What she did?

My answer.      She already was listening attentively.

Question.          Which is this place?

My answer.      The Big Hall.

Question.          Big Hall where?

My answer.      In Old Building.

Question.          What was time.

My answer.      Morning.

Question.          Cultural function in morning?

My answer.      It was not cultural function.

Question.          Then what was it?        

My answer.      It is attending.

Question.          What was time?

My answer.      11.30.

Question.          What you did?

My answer.      I sat statue.

Question.          How long?

My answer.      Quite long.

Question.          Was there audience?

My answer.      It is attendance.

Question.          How many?

My answer.      Many.

Question.          Ten?

My answer.      No

Question.          Then how many? Hundred?

My answer.      Sort of.

Question.          How long U sit statue?

My answer.      Quite long.

Question.          One hour?

My answer.      No.

Question.          Two?

My answer.      Sort of.

Question.          Let it pass.

My answer.      U were almost there.

Question.          Tell her name.

My answer.      Her Real Name.

My answer.      It is all imagination.

Question.          My God! All this Fiction?

My answer.      As U like it.

                       (to be Continued…)

  

 

LIFE's GOLDEN RULE. NONE WILL TELL YOU.

                                                                                                                                         OXFORD KNIVES AND LONDON WIVES ARE GOOD TO LOOK.  

A stumble prevented a fall. I met with a car accident. My hips got smashed. Recovery was gradual after being tied in bed for months. I used a wheel-chair, a walker, a pair of crutches, a cane along with a young  doctor, helping

me. While in bed, the plot of my forthcoming book developed, which is under print now. I hope it will be in the hands of the Readers soon. There are about 20 chapters in it. It is titled "Ginnie the gem". Each chapter is of about 30 to 40 page narrating heart-throbbing experience met with by Ginnie and Jimmy. Sex lies in the eyes, Beauty lies in the face. and? Grace lies in the frame.  I want to dedicate this book, To, " Dr.Kavitah. M.D." She is the intern-doctor at the Wales University Health Center, City General Hospital, Orthopedic Section. The scene is the private room of the City General hospital for orthopedic patients, 19th floor, room no.38. She is tall, thin, fair, lovely looking, in her early thirties, radiating electricity of hundred mega-watt in her every movement. I do not know what she saw in me. She remained with me all through out the period of my confinement as personal care assistant. She was with me two shifts a day,  She attended

next morning punctually. She made me recover from this ghastly catastrophe. No medicine, no physical therapy can be effective than her personal involvement.

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 by itself,as big as city hall. There are four rooms with phones, computer, internet by wireless, fax, TV, disc channel with hyper-quality antenna etc. in the living, drawing rooms. 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 our disposal.

She relied on ordering fresh orange, green coconut, cherries mangoes dry-palm dates, almond, raisin figs custard apple from the farm. She cut four of oranges in halves,  extracted  juice on a simple juice extractor with circular sharp teeth, every morning. On it she manually put the half of the piece of the orange to extract the juice. She collected it in the glass. She prepared two such glass. I had to drink the large one with nothing added to it. She used to take the small glass with some glucose added to it.  She prepared banana milk-shake, chickoo-peach-milk-shake, mango milkshake, figs milk-shake and pomegranate seeds juice at regular interval. She ordered vegetable soup and other varieties of soup during the day. This brought strength very soon. She roughly handled me. I was a stubborn piece of rock not in the say of anybody. She moved this rock and set it rolling. This is her achievement. The hospital prescribed pain-killer injections at an interval of every two hours. She never used them. She adjusted my bed in a slanting position, put a small table in between me and we played chess. She kept me engrossed that I forgot the pain. When I confronted her with a bold move and 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. Our game used to last for days. We solved puzzles from puzzle-book. When she was angry, she went red. I liked her the most when she was angry.

 

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

To find a good girl is like to find a needle in a hay-stack.
Ch.1. 

The first story is about her who is a school girl dreaming of  life.

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 entered her bedroom for a quick love-game.

She was home today, not gone to college.

He practices all lessons of love on her as per book.

He is sincere and detailed in his love-game. The result ?

Read the first chapter. You will love it.

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. 

Ch.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 is concerned how her friends would talk of her. She is 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 all her anger and outbursts.

A rogue takes the best.  Faint hearts can not win a fair lady. Today he

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.

At the end of this chapter, they come over to the far off cave on the hill.

Both are tired and exhausted. Read more.

Chapter 3.

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.  He

sheds  his clothes in the cave and tactfully makes her dis-robe

gradually. 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.?  

Ecstasy 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  sets a lot of problems straight. 

Yawn is the only time a married man finds time to open his mouth. 

For details  read  this chapter.

Ch.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.  He 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 with her. His rude and mannerless talk spoiled 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 a stranger, but never, never give away

thy heart. Did she succumb to his evil plans? What happened?



Marriage is called an agreement, wherein  man loses bachelor

degree and  woman gains  master's.  

Divorce is future tense of Marriage.

The best books are those that startle you.

They have to contradict your belief and opinion.

 Ch.5.

The Rough and the Tough relates  to him 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 at

her most cruel way 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 amongst sips of bitterness at a few interval.

Love affairs are like cricket where ODI (one day match) is more exciting

than a test match.

Ch.6. 

In this episode, he is in the 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 room.

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 also depicted in this episode as a mild docile and loving girl.

The episode reveals her ability to know 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.... 

Ch.7. 

Oh! Boy! " Thy name is jealousy."  

It is an ill bird that betrays its nest.

This is a narration of adolescent love between him,her, 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.

Love too has to be easy and comfortable.

It should not take the toll on you.

Possessiveness and jealousy do 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.

Ch.8.  "THIS TOO SHALL PASS." 

The words 'This too shall pass' tells the extent of patience and tolerance

in the life of human being.

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 earn His Lord's wreath for a short while and happy

moments will follow.  Life is a complex book like a novel.

It demands sacrifice. 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.

Shee 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 skindeep.

This skindeep beauty phrase has toppled many kingdom.

For the hand of the skindeep beauty many battles were fought

in the pages of history.

Ch.9.  A JEWEL. 

In the story  'a rare jewel of a beauty',  she is picturised 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-famous author of many prize-winning books. He happened to

stumble unto her in Europe and request 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 really 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 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'.

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 the local mayor. He has all the resources and machinery

at his disposal to blind a  teacher's girl.  In a moment of desperation,

she agrees and marries him. The  mayor's family is a vast banyan tree

wherein she feels lost. It is ruled by the elders like  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 that  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.