30-04-2019, 02:52 PM
Bengali mother becomes Randi
part1
We live in kolkata in a house on rent. The home rent is very high. My father also has to bear the tuition fee of my college. As an ordinary Clark in a Marwari trading house, father sometime have so many financial problem that he can not even pay the rent of house. Our landlord, a 55 year old non-Bengali is generally a modest person. He does not even bother if father (father) can not pay the home rent on time or making any delay to pay. But in the year 2003 father becomes retired from his job and took a huge loan for his sister’s treatment. She had breast cancer. My father tried every possible ways but she died in December 2004. After my father took the loan he found it too tough to pay the high home rent. He sent a letter to the land lord that he can not be able to pay the rent for 12 months but he will pay it later.
Our landlord was so convinced with this letter that he gave his permission for the delayed payment of our house rent. But my father could not pay him the rent after 12 months as he himself was ill. He had an operation for gallbladder stone. But this time our landlord was very angry. He wants his rent. So one day he came to our home. On that day I was reading in my room. Mukesh kumar (land lord) came at morning to our home. Father was outside of home to go to the market to buy some vegetables. Maa was busy in cooking. When the door bell rung maa stop cooking and go to open the door. In home maa always wear low priced, old sarees (generally cotton sarees). In home she does not even care to put the saree on her body in a careful way. She has worn a white blouse and a cream colored saree. Generally she wears saree 2 or 3 inch below her naval. Actually she has to wear in this fashion as most of the fleshes of her body seem to be gathered at the belly and midriff area of her body. While cooking she has to tuck her pallu in her belly and the belly is visible in a huge quantity. She is sweating. When she went to open the door she didn’t even think that some one else may stand at door except father. So she didn’t care her saree to place at right places to cover her blouse covered big boobs and her huge belly. The strap of bra also came out on her shoulder. When she opened the door she was so surprised and unprepared that she has a very few time to gather her saree well at all over her body. The saree was almost falling from her shoulder to bring her boobs visible to Mukesh. But she controlled it and put it right on her shoulder. Mukesh at first give a broad smile to her and asked her “kamon aachen boudi?” means – how are you? Maa also returned him a smile on her face. I come to see that who is on the door. Seeing him I can understand for what reason he has come to our home. He wants his money in any way. Maa then offered him a glass of water. When she was going to keep the glass on the table the disaster happened. This time she can not help her pallu to stay on her shoulder. As she bent in front of Mukesh to serve the glass the pallu (aanchol) fell down and my mother’s blouse covered huge boobs are visible to mukesh. I see that his eyes became brighten with greed, with grasp. Soon maa keep her saree on right places and tucked it in her belly again.
(to be continued)
part1
We live in kolkata in a house on rent. The home rent is very high. My father also has to bear the tuition fee of my college. As an ordinary Clark in a Marwari trading house, father sometime have so many financial problem that he can not even pay the rent of house. Our landlord, a 55 year old non-Bengali is generally a modest person. He does not even bother if father (father) can not pay the home rent on time or making any delay to pay. But in the year 2003 father becomes retired from his job and took a huge loan for his sister’s treatment. She had breast cancer. My father tried every possible ways but she died in December 2004. After my father took the loan he found it too tough to pay the high home rent. He sent a letter to the land lord that he can not be able to pay the rent for 12 months but he will pay it later.
Our landlord was so convinced with this letter that he gave his permission for the delayed payment of our house rent. But my father could not pay him the rent after 12 months as he himself was ill. He had an operation for gallbladder stone. But this time our landlord was very angry. He wants his rent. So one day he came to our home. On that day I was reading in my room. Mukesh kumar (land lord) came at morning to our home. Father was outside of home to go to the market to buy some vegetables. Maa was busy in cooking. When the door bell rung maa stop cooking and go to open the door. In home maa always wear low priced, old sarees (generally cotton sarees). In home she does not even care to put the saree on her body in a careful way. She has worn a white blouse and a cream colored saree. Generally she wears saree 2 or 3 inch below her naval. Actually she has to wear in this fashion as most of the fleshes of her body seem to be gathered at the belly and midriff area of her body. While cooking she has to tuck her pallu in her belly and the belly is visible in a huge quantity. She is sweating. When she went to open the door she didn’t even think that some one else may stand at door except father. So she didn’t care her saree to place at right places to cover her blouse covered big boobs and her huge belly. The strap of bra also came out on her shoulder. When she opened the door she was so surprised and unprepared that she has a very few time to gather her saree well at all over her body. The saree was almost falling from her shoulder to bring her boobs visible to Mukesh. But she controlled it and put it right on her shoulder. Mukesh at first give a broad smile to her and asked her “kamon aachen boudi?” means – how are you? Maa also returned him a smile on her face. I come to see that who is on the door. Seeing him I can understand for what reason he has come to our home. He wants his money in any way. Maa then offered him a glass of water. When she was going to keep the glass on the table the disaster happened. This time she can not help her pallu to stay on her shoulder. As she bent in front of Mukesh to serve the glass the pallu (aanchol) fell down and my mother’s blouse covered huge boobs are visible to mukesh. I see that his eyes became brighten with greed, with grasp. Soon maa keep her saree on right places and tucked it in her belly again.
(to be continued)
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