The Waiting City Page #4
So, what are you saying?
That because I can't have a baby
the normal way,
I shouldn't be a mother?
You're a barren woman.
And this is child of my mother India.
I see.
- Krishna.
- I -
Krishna, there's actually
no medical reason
why we can't have children.
It's nobody's fault.
No, I don't know
if I'm gonna be a better mother
than your mother India, Krishna.
I just -
I'm willing to take the risk.
Come, come.
Mind your step there.
Mind your step.
Hey, his heart's in the right place.
We'll see.
This is the closest
that we've ever been to you.
Hello? Hello!
Is that a yes?
Don't know.
He says not today.
It's a Muslim holiday.
Aren't the sisters Catholic?
Yes, but we all celebrate,
no matter what religion.
"Delite luxery resort. "
Our very best hotel in Bolpur,
Mrs. Bens.
Managed by my brother's
wife's family.
Let's just see the room first,
all right?
It's very Indian.
What?
You don't suppose
there's another hotel?
Krishna would be a bit upset.
I think he's trying
to make money off us.
What's wrong with him
making money?
He's helping us out.
Besides, I thought
we were doing this trip
so we could understand
Lakshmi a bit better.
Ben, there's a chicken on the bed.
- There's not.
- There's a chicken on the bed.
- Really?
- Yes.
Hey. Hello.
Come here.
I think you're
in another room, man.
It's chanting, babe.
Lakshmi, this is the sound
of people praying.
Don't.
Don't look.
This is your mum,
and she's cranky.
You going okay in there?
Yep.
Very sanitary.
Mr. Bens?
Yeah?
- Please come.
- Sure.
Where are you going?
I hope this isn't the part
where the gullible foreigners
are lynched by their trusty guide.
Hey, careful, huh?
Ooh, snake.
- What?
- Yeah, a snake, see?
Quickly.
Come, come, come, come.
Ooh!
Whoo!
Oh, I thought you forgot.
Thank you.
Happy birthday.
Thank you.
All right.
Ma?
- My mother.
Hello.
My wife, Sharmilla,
and my baby, Neelu.
And my son. My son.
Hello.
Hey, little man.
Hello. Nice to meet you.
She wants to know
into what age you are turning.
Um... tell her a woman
never reveals her age.
She is saying she likes your hair.
Mr. Bens, not too spicy, no?
- Very good, Mrs. Bens.
- Very good.
Oh, no!
Out!
I want a divorce.
Mrs. Bens, out, out, out,
out, out. Out.
No, one more.
Come on.
Come on, bring it on.
I have no idea
what that meat was.
Yeah, I don't know.
It was pretty tasty, though.
It says here that "adoptive parents
must prepare initially
for punishing behavior,
insults, cruelty, and abuse. "
Sounds like a marriage.
Happy birthday.
It's real silk,
with gold-beading detail.
Put it on.
Now?
Yeah.
Arm out.
There.
Okay.
Let me have a look.
I like this place.
Lakshmi's mother
must have sat right here.
Sit, sir.
Please sit.
Welcome.
What can I do for you?
Sister...
Sister, we've adopted
a little girl, Lakshmi,
and she was here two years ago.
We were wondering if it's all right
for us to look around,
just to help us understand her
a little better.
This is where the babies
first sleep when they come into here.
They're so sweet.
Yes, very so.
How do you get them?
Do they just give them to you?
Leave them in a basket
on the doorstep?
my child.
What do you think?
So, this is where you used to play.
Ben.
She remembers Lakshmi?
Yes. Beautiful, they say.
Please.
We would love to give Lakshmi
any information
and who she is.
Do you know anything
about Lakshmi's mother?
It's time to pray the Angelus.
You're welcome to join us.
Yeah, sure. Okay.
Please excuse me.
You know I'm not Catholic, Ben.
Do it for your mother.
# As I bow my head in prayer #
# Take this day #
# Make it yours #
# And fill me with your love #
# Ave Maria #
# Dominus tecum... #
Lakshmi.
Remember Lakshmi?
Um... Lakshmi ma?
Lakshmi's mother?
Lakshmi ma?
Lakshmi's mother?
Did you know Lakshmi's mum?
She is a good woman?
Bhalo ma?
Lakshmi ma, bhalo?
did somebody hurt her?
Was it - was it because
she was - was a girl baby?
Okay. Okay.
You okay?
Now, come.
Please hurry.
Please hurry, before the sun
is settling into the water.
Come.
Most beautiful place.
The river is here.
Mrs. Bens, here!
Here!
Come!
Here is the most important part,
especially for you.
This is the ghat
for the barren women.
You must be sending a prayer
into the holy river
before the sun settles.
Special for barren women,
you understand, no?
I think this is pointless, Krishna,
because I don't believe in God.
Oh, don't make a deal of it.
I'm not making a big deal out of it.
I'm just saying
that I don't need hepatitis.
No God?
I'm sorry, I-I just - I don't.
I don't believe
in miraculous virgin births,
I don't believe
in elephants with six heads.
I- I'm sorry.
Just, no God.
But if you don't believe in God,
what matter does it then
to touch the waters, Mrs. Bens?
Hmm.
Just need to be touching
with the waters, Mrs. Bens, huh?
Mm-hmm.
Very good, Mrs. Bens!
She'd better not get sick, Krishna.
- It is holy water, Mr. Bens.
- Mm-hmm.
Very good, Mrs. Bens!
Very good!
Fee!
Fee, what are you doing?
You are so beautiful.
Well, I saw a pig,
and it had a little piglet.
And then I saw a goat,
and that had a little -
what do you call it?
Kid.
Kid.
And then it's like
every animal I saw,
every person, even,
seemed to have a little one.
You're smiling.
You know, today, I thought
that one of those strange
Ganges dolphins
or you'd been caught
in a rip or something.
That was a transcendental
experience for you.
What were you thinking
when you were under the water?
I was thinking that nobody
told me it would be this hard
to have another baby.
What? What do you mean?
I was thinking about Lakshmi's mum
and how she had
to give her baby away.
And how we were gonna have
a baby of our own
and I gave it away.
I'd just put the deposit
on the house.
I was this far away
from senior associate.
- You'd just...
- Wait.
...got the studio together, jobs
were starting to come in for you.
Wait, wait.
You were pregnant?
Ben...
You'd just come out of hospital
with that depression.
I just thought that
when the time was right...
we'd have another chance.
So you got rid of it?
Look...
I have to tell the truth.
We have to see things
for how they are.
You can tell me anything.
There's nothing to tell.
F***.
The other day,
I was teaching my son English.
"A" is for apple,
"B" is for Mr. and Mrs. Bens.
to see you both again.
In fact, they are coming with me
to my cousin's wedding.
Perhaps my two Australians
would be liking to join me as well?
Special guest?
No matter.
I am only a small man,
and Calcutta is such a big city.
It's full of, you know, famous
artists and musicians, poets.
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