Gandhinagar 2nd Street Page #7

very pleasant face.

You get lost.

Mother, Inspector isn't

alone there.

There's a lady like you also.

I don't bother.

It'll be good for you when

Corporation Election comes.

What do you want?

I... please forgive me

it wasn't intentional.

What happened Ram Singh, tell me

You didn't recognize me?

It's good we've met

yesterday & today.

Not that.

What's your problem?

Tell me openly.

Do you want something to drink

or do you need money?

No, Nothing. Nothing madam

Do you need vegetables, fish

or anything?

I don't need anything now.

Okay madam, I'll leave.

Didn't she recognize me

may be not

Sir, I have a doubt.

Don't you know Malayalam? -Yes.

So speak in Malayalam.

Three years ago...

Those 2 who loved each other...

Met after 3 years...

One of them is not able to

recognize the other.

What kind of miracle is that?

Aren't you a writer?

The character who could not recognize

is it a male or female?

Female.

Then, why 3 years, 3 seconds is enough.

If any doubt, Woman, an Enigma

is a Novel written by me.

Is a story of my own experience.

You'll get it in Daisy Books.

- Okay, who's that character?

No, I just asked a doubt.

Thank you, sir.

Deepa, tell me what is that?

Horse! - What?

Horse! - No, you are wrong.

Rashid tell me, what's that?

- Elephant.

Elephant? Won't an elephant

have a trunk?

Does that picture have a trunk?

Camel! -Say loudly.

Camel, did everyone understand?

Yes. -Then, I'll draw

another picture.

Come in.

We are there. - Yes, I know.

Are you alone? Brothers or Sisters?

Nobody, it's just my parents and me.

Your name is Nirmala, isn't it teacher?

Yes, how did you know?

Since I don't have much to do.

I made enquiries about everyone in

Gandhi Nagar, that's how, I knew.

I never make enquiries

so I don't know your name.

How is your approach to the children?

I never compel anyone.

I just leave them free be it, for

playing, drawing or singing.

There are no limits to their talents.

Observing it giving suggestions, I'll try

to develop their in born talents.

Milk! - You are here?!

Yes, then?

Don't you know Ram singh?

Yes, you are our guest, so please have

a glass of milk-No thanks.

There is enough and more.

No, I don't need it

I'll come later teacher.

Madam, how is the atmosphere here?

Do you like it?

Don't you know Hindi?

Don't you know my language?

I know few words.

Good, I know Malayalam very well.

The people of this colony

are very good.

Is... is...

Is it enough to speak Malayalam?

The people of this colony are very good

Madam, what is your name?

No need, I'll call you madam itself.

Where is Ram Singh's native place?

Nepal, not proper Nepal. It's in the

border of Tibet & Nepal.

Have you heard Dalai Lama? When his

issue was raging, we escaped to India.

What about your family?

Family... I'm a bachelor. My father

and sisters are in Nepal.

If you need my help, I'm ready

always with great pleasure.

You were always good at playing roles

so I don't want to say anything.

But please don't try out your tricks

again on me, Sethu.

Gurkha... Hey! Gurkha...

Get me some liquor.

I'm not treating you as a servant

but I'm unable to walk.

You are drunk now itself.

- Yes, I'm, but not enough

It's because I'm concerned.

- Are you my wife to be concerned?

Can you or not? Tell me.

No sir. - I won't.

I don't request anybody a second time.

I'll get it myself.

No, I'll get it for you,

you don't go in this state.

Don't sympathize with me

I don't like it.

Do you know my Sreedevi? -No.

Lucky fellow, I tried to get to know

her that was my mistake.

I thought she was my everything.

I abandoned my world for her.

But finally, she abandoned me.

Do you the pain of loss?

How will you know?

Light is sorrow, darkness is happiness.

I wanted to write to Vivek.

Why didn't you remind me?

I thoughts you would've

already written.

No, I forgot.

It's bad, what will he think of us.

When is he coming home?

If you let him know our decision,

he will come right away.

He has made it clear that it is not

out of obligation.

That I taught him and brought

him to his current position.

Daughter...

What should I write to Vivek?

Daughter?!

Am I hurting you?

No, I'm not writing anything now

but I'm little upset.

An autumn in my memory

a very lovely autumn

The leaves fall, covering the floor

The breeze which flows through

the tender leaves narrates a story.

The morning spreads the dew drops

...and the nesting evenings.

In the same wings, in the same dreams.

The pleasures of the chill spring.

Is shared by the lovebirds

during autumn.

In the poems written by the crescent moon

in the songs of the cuckoo.

As the same tune

as the same spirit.

Looks, speech and youth

The young lovers wait for these

to bloom during autumn.

I can leave from here. What I did to

you, was unpardonable.

My friends advised me to do so.

So that, you won't go away from me.

But I know you won't believe me.

Not just you, no girl would believe me.

Maya, you know I was in dire poverty.

I've nothing at home.

My sister & husband abandoned

me already.

I'm wishing for something,

which can't be fulfilled.

That's why, I never tried

to meet you.

I had struggled in life, I lost my money

hoping to get a job in Dubai.

Nothing worked out.

All these role play is just

to feed myself.

You've no idea about poverty.

So you won't understand.

I'm disturbing you again. That's why

I said, I'll leave this place.

When you see me, you'll get angry

and feel sad.

It's better that I leave this place.

It's my sincere wish that you don't

suffer due to me.

I'll go some where else & play

some other role, it's all right.

You needn't leave from here

for my sake.

But, I'm not the same old Maya now.

Whatever you might say,

he has got a good heart.

He might've been a drunkard. But he has

never done harm to any body.

He is a well read man, what to do?

What well read? Look at him lying

dead now. Oh God, that's all.

"A suspense unfurls" shall we give

an AD like that?

Can you brief about the incident?

- From that we can make a caption.

Wearing a faded blouse...

She sits in a corner of the

classroom with a wistful look.

Our heroine...

As an infant, she was left

in the orphanage by her mother.

That's good, that'll have

ladies sentiments. - Yes...

We'll name it "The infant of the

orphanage" to attract the ladies.

One hero is a college lecturer,

bold with young hot blood.

Yes, that'll do, we'll name it

"The hot blooded age".

Don't talk, if I can write so much

can't I give a title?

Not that, we've to push the

female readers into our trap.

Yes, for that, you've to push the

female readers from behind.

That professor had just died and

you're already writing about him?

You take out his burried dead body

and let them eat.

I'll let you know the rest of the

story over the phone.

Mean while, announce the title as

"Where's the nest little sparrows."

"Where's the nest little sparrows."

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