Posto Page #3

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...and our little Posto!...

Go safe...

Yeah...

Call on reaching...

Yeah... I'll call surely...

Anu has taken his bowling position.

He is rubbing the ball on his pants...

Dinu takes his stance...

Dinu who plays like Vinu Mankad...

Wait wait... one second... one second...

My Mummum is leaving...

let me just go meet her once...

What is this?...Wicketkeeper, Posto

is running towards the boundary line...

He is running across the field...

a white car is standing there...

Bye bye Mummum...

Wicketkeeper Posto is

being cuddled by his mother...

Listen now... don't be naughty...

be a good boy... ok? Promise?...

Give me a kissy...

Go on...

What an emotional moment!

How wonderful!

Posto is now back in his

position as wicket keeper...

Anu has taken up the bowling mark...

Dinu is ready with his stance...

Anu has started his run-up.

He bowls a short length ball...

And Dinu has hit it...

It's a four!

Ball has crossed the boundary.

Where has your infamous

son taken your grandchild?

They've gone to Bonny's house.

Irresponsible...

Spineless...

Dependent on his wife...

that's who your son is!

He is your son too.

Hey, listen!

Why do you drive using half clutch?

That's why it gets damaged so often!

There are so many fireflies...

Do you know what they are called in English?

Firefly!

Do you know why do they light up like this?

They use their light to send

signal to their friends...

And say 'Let's go on a trip'...

'Let's lay eggs'...

And how do they light up?

They have a chemical in their tummy...

that is how they light up...

Who told you all this?

Guruji...

Ok... so do you know what

are fireflies called in Japanese?

What?...

Hotaru...

Why?...

Because the Japanese believe that when our

loved ones leave us oneday...they become fireflies...

Like Uncle?...

Hmm...

Guruji... Ma... Me and Mummum...

All of us will become fireflies one day...

Me too?...

Fireflies

Countless in numbers

Lets catch a handful of them

And tame them!

Lighting up the night sky

Fireflies

...have dimmed the stars!

Pick up the light from the trees...

And pour them on us in all seriousness!

The uncanny evening is filled with fun...

The light bugs fly around like

pieces of phosphorus!

Are you listening to the whispering tales?

Only fireflies that give light...

The fantasies they weave along

Spread your hands to the sky...

And lets lose our way

on our bicycles

We have arranged for some

food for everybody...

If you would kindly step in please..

Papa...

What now?

Bhuvanda is not giving us fish...

I have asked Bhuvanda not to...

Bonny are you leaving this week?

No... we are going to be here for a while...

Aunty didn't get much time

with Tubai and Tublu right?

I had asked Ma to come

over to UK several times...

...asked her to sell off this house

and live with me...

We'll all live together... spend

the rest of your life with us...

She didn't listen...

look what happened..

No no... I can't possibly go...

I'm having that breathing trouble again...

Your mother's blood pressure

has also become very unstable...

In this state...

I won't be able to travel abroad.

What?...

You're coming?...

My goodness! When?

During the fair?...

You can come...

But... the bathroom is

completely out of use...

We are having to go to the fields

for the morning rituals...

Yeah... I'll let you know if I feel any better...

I'll call you later...

You lied to your son?...

You won't get it...

If I tell him that

I'm fine he'll drag me to USA...

What?... Yes...

And if you say that

the bathroom is broken down...

No NRI will ever try to

come home...

Your son is inviting you...

Why don't you go to America?

You know why is he calling us to America?...

To raise his kids...

Where will you get such free babysitters

like your old parents?

Do you know the creche

charges there?

How much the babysitters charge?...

They'll squeeze away your last penny...

You'll go to America...

in the beginning it's all fine...

You'll be treated really well...

You'll see the Niagra falls...

go to Hollywood...

Visit the Statue of Liberty...

And in a couple of days,

they'll make you the baby sitter!

You'll turn into a statue...

No liberty...

You and your wife

are left raising the child...

Changing nappies... wiping poop...

And your daughter-in-law

is roaming around in Miami...

...with full liberty...

You...for example, come daily to

school to fetch your grand daughter...

Why tell me?...

Why?...

Because if you miss a single day...

They'll shunt you off to

an old age home directly...

And if you stay at home...

They'll make you eat only boiled vegetables...

I've raised you, educated you...

even gave you property share...

and sent you abroad... I'm done...

Responsibilities again!...

no way!

These days my heart starts

racing at my son's calls...

If my son really loved me

why would I feel like this?...

Has Posto returned?...

Not yet?...

Look at him...

Dedicated babysitter...

Do you remember our catering business?

Huh... what are you saying!

At that age...

our very first business venture...

And we made profit man!

We made profit...

and you ditcher!...

you flew off to Cambridge!

Cambridge brother... can't ignore...

That is when I got involved

with Susmita as well...

Susmita got pregnant before

you got married right?...

I mean... as you had told me...

On one hand she is pregnant...

Don't know where we'll live...

struggling artist...

that is exactly where everything went wrong!...

Finally we settled in Kolkata leaving

Posto with my parents...

Now I feel that the decision to keep

Posto here, was a correct one...

Otherwise we couldn't have

done this struggle...

I don't think so...

I think the decision was wrong...

See... every child should see his or

her parents' struggle...sacrifice...

However hard it might be...

That creates respect

and love for their parents...

The child doesn't even know

how you earn the money...

the father returning home at night...

his shirt all sweaty from the day's work...

Ma, making his favourite dish,

after getting back...

making a special one...

In the morning father busy

with his conference calls...

Mother is running...

mother, father and the child...

all of them are struggling for their own existence...

fighting for their own space...

That's life! that's reality!

Why did we go to our grandparents?

to be spoilt by them...

But parents should bring up a child!

I mean... that is my take...

Understood?

What you understood...

I failed to understand

these past seven years...

I'll just go and check on Posto.

Get up! What are you doing?

What the hell!

Why is it bleeding?...

What happened?... How?...

It's okay it's okay...

What happened?

It's nothing...

We were playing WWF...

Always upto mischief !

Leave the room at once!

Oh my god! It's bleeding...

Nothing... nothing... he'll be fine...

Why did you go leave me alone?...

I was just in the next room...

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