Adultery The Possession

[Henry]

On the way back from college in the afternoon, she had to buy some essentials goods for house. Soma was returning after buying things from the nearby market, when she opened the main gate of the flat house and saw Dawa ji sitting on a chair on the ground floor. On either side of him are Santu and Antu. They are busy talking with him. Soma loudly called the two boys---Santu, Antu come home.
They started climbing the stairs, following their mom. Dawa said from behind---Madam, will we have tea this evening? Soma did not answer.

Even though it rained a lot the day before yesterday, it is very hot weather again from yesterday. Soma took off her saree and entered the bathroom while wearing only petticoat and blouse. Her peace is only when she takes off the blouse-brasier from her sweaty body in this heat. Bathing in cold water once again will relieve her.

After bathing she went into the kitchen and prepared afternoon tiffin for her sons. She made a big cup of tea and started sipping it while sitting on the sofa. Santu opened the TV. A tennis match is playing on. Andre Agassi on one side and Pete Sampras on the other. Antu said---Dada, Sampras should win this match.
Santu is a fan of Agassi. He immediately got annoyed and said---You don't understand anything about tennis, Sampras is still old, Agassi will win.
Soma understands little about cricket for her sons. But she doesn't understand anything about tennis. The game of returning the ball from one side to anather side in the court, she feels bore. She really doesn't feel well today. Looked at the clock, Subir is an hour and a half late in returning to the quarters from office. She brought down a book from the book shelf; Rabindranath Tagore's book of short stories. Before completing reading two pages the calling bell rang. Soma was shocked, is not this Dawa ji!
Santu said---Antu, open the door, Dawa uncle has come.

When Antu opened the door, Dawa ji entered with a smile. Soma's discomfort increased. He came in and said---Madam, please make some tea with ginger. That night I was wet for heavy rain and cold. Today is so hot again! I can't cope with this weather.

Soma looked him annoyedly. However, there was a strong stirring in her. She closed the book and got up. She entered the kitchen and got busy making tea.
Santu is still watching the tennis match on TV. Agassi lost the first set 6-3. Sampras leads in the second set as well. He threw his hands on the sofa and said---Dush! This time will not be!
Dawa said--- What game is it babu?
----Uncle, you do not know? It's tennis. It requires a lot of wrist strength to play.
Dawa smiled, said---Even playing 'dang-guli' in our village requires wrist strength. But what do you know Santu babu, it takes a lot of strength to fight wrestling. Football is also a tough game.
Antu said---Dawa uncle, have you ever played football?
---Played mean? We have a big football ground at Manebhanjan. Me and my cousin Darji were two defenders.
----You play in the defense uncle? Who is your favorite defender? My favorite defender is Cafu. But favorite footballer is Michael Owen. Dada's favourite is old Romario.

Santu scolded his brother---Shut up! You have not seen the World Cup of 94, how do you understand!
Dawa said---Don't argue Santu Babu. Antu babu, i played football in the village. Never watched TV. Means there is not an antenna and the dish, there is not a TV.

Soma brought tea. She put the tea on the table, but she didn't say anything. She quietly went to the kitchen. Keeping the pressure cooker on the oven to cook the 'ghughni', then she started kneading the flour.
Agassi lost again in the second set. This time at 6-4. In the gallery, the disappointed face of his lover Steffi Graf was shown on TV.

Dawa finished the tea. Then looked at the kitchen. Soma is wearing a green color cotton saree, green blouse. Her hair is falling on her forehead. She kneads the flour with her hands wearing 'shankha-pola'.
Dawa went to the kitchen. He said in a heavy but whispered voice from behind---Madam!