31-08-2021, 09:47 AM
I gave an inquisitive look, “I do not miss him actually, as I never found him. Whenever I
was home during my vacations, his works and alcohol out there drove him. All I got my
mother’s soothing palm. I can still hear her lament when I close my eyes. I still
remember that we came back to my grandparent’s house.” I paused for a moment and
looked directly in her eyes to fire up, “Truly speaking, the moment I saw you, I had the
impression that you stole my dad from my mother.”
Her eyes were full of tears on hearing that. She gave a painful smile and looked away to
wipe her eyes. Her voice fluttered a bit, “Want to hear then?”
She started her tale, “I met Mr. Ghosh ten years ago, two years after your mother,
Manjusha Di’s demise. Then I was a nurse at Dhanbad railway hospital. I was twenty-five
a beautiful girl full of dreams of having a life of my own. I used to live at Chittaranjan
and my father worked in the locomotive factory. I was the youngest of four siblings.”
“One day, during inspection of one mines; Mr. Ghosh had a heart attack. He fell down
from the mines entrance and broke his left leg. He was admitted to the hospital. I
looked after him and there we met. At that time, I had no fancy on any older person as I
had a boyfriend by then. One doctor was very close to Mr. Ghosh, he requested me to
attend him at his house. I obliged his words and every evening I used to go to Mr.
Ghosh’s house for his medicines and bandages.”
“Mr. Ghosh was very rich and wanted a house nurse. I resigned from my nursing job and
attended him for whole day since he was paying me more than what I used to get in
hospital. I was beautiful so there were several prying eyes hovering over me banging me
with their lewd gaze. At least I felt secure in that house. He had several servants yet he
looked for me to have his medicine and nursing. Gradually he recovered and then I was
again in turmoil that now I had to find a new job. After recovery, he started a new
business in heavy earthmovers equipments. Mr. Ghosh insisted me to stay at his house
as his secretary and to manage his new business. I was sceptical at first to stay with him
but I had no place to go or no place to stay. That was a new opportunity and a lease of
life for me, I obliged then also. I used to stay in a room downstairs and his room was
upstairs.”
“Mr. Ghosh never talked about his past but I have heard from that doctor about his wife
and his son. Whenever he was not at home, I used to look around to find something
about his family about his past. I found no sign of Manjusha Di’s reminiscences or your
signs in that huge house. I never talked to him regarding those.”
I was hurt to know that my dad did not preserve any of my childhood memoirs with him.
was home during my vacations, his works and alcohol out there drove him. All I got my
mother’s soothing palm. I can still hear her lament when I close my eyes. I still
remember that we came back to my grandparent’s house.” I paused for a moment and
looked directly in her eyes to fire up, “Truly speaking, the moment I saw you, I had the
impression that you stole my dad from my mother.”
Her eyes were full of tears on hearing that. She gave a painful smile and looked away to
wipe her eyes. Her voice fluttered a bit, “Want to hear then?”
She started her tale, “I met Mr. Ghosh ten years ago, two years after your mother,
Manjusha Di’s demise. Then I was a nurse at Dhanbad railway hospital. I was twenty-five
a beautiful girl full of dreams of having a life of my own. I used to live at Chittaranjan
and my father worked in the locomotive factory. I was the youngest of four siblings.”
“One day, during inspection of one mines; Mr. Ghosh had a heart attack. He fell down
from the mines entrance and broke his left leg. He was admitted to the hospital. I
looked after him and there we met. At that time, I had no fancy on any older person as I
had a boyfriend by then. One doctor was very close to Mr. Ghosh, he requested me to
attend him at his house. I obliged his words and every evening I used to go to Mr.
Ghosh’s house for his medicines and bandages.”
“Mr. Ghosh was very rich and wanted a house nurse. I resigned from my nursing job and
attended him for whole day since he was paying me more than what I used to get in
hospital. I was beautiful so there were several prying eyes hovering over me banging me
with their lewd gaze. At least I felt secure in that house. He had several servants yet he
looked for me to have his medicine and nursing. Gradually he recovered and then I was
again in turmoil that now I had to find a new job. After recovery, he started a new
business in heavy earthmovers equipments. Mr. Ghosh insisted me to stay at his house
as his secretary and to manage his new business. I was sceptical at first to stay with him
but I had no place to go or no place to stay. That was a new opportunity and a lease of
life for me, I obliged then also. I used to stay in a room downstairs and his room was
upstairs.”
“Mr. Ghosh never talked about his past but I have heard from that doctor about his wife
and his son. Whenever he was not at home, I used to look around to find something
about his family about his past. I found no sign of Manjusha Di’s reminiscences or your
signs in that huge house. I never talked to him regarding those.”
I was hurt to know that my dad did not preserve any of my childhood memoirs with him.
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