03-01-2019, 01:56 AM
Revati turned to see the same bulky- goon type man who had slapped the drunkard resting on an Iron railing and smoking a cigarette.
As he approached the dim overhead light, Revati looked at him for the first time.He was definitely a tall man - atleast 6 feet.He had a rough face and unkempt beard which made it difficult to predict his exact age.Still Revati felt it would not be less than 35. May be even more.He had strong broad shoulders and muscular hands which indicated his frequent involvement in hard physical labour. He was casually dressed in Jeans and T-shirts.
As Revati looked helpless, the Man asked courteously " There is a land line in my cabin ...Would you like to use it ?"
As the man approached near the cabin door, Revati answered "Actually I was trying to book a Cab for getting back...."
The man glanced a sharp look at her and said " Madam ...the rented Cabs does not come here...It's not Bombay you see ..."
Revati could not hide her anxiety .." You mean there would be no transport till the highway now ? "
" Madam, did I say that ?" The man appeared a trifle irritated. " We have few vehicles which drop audiences who do not have own cars till the highway taxi stand...Do not worry "
Revati hesitated.... The man apprehended Revati's safety issues. He calmly added " And these drivers are trustworthy..."
"Thank you so much ! I will not mind paying them double..." Her voice still sounded a little uneasy.
"Pay them as much as your OLA cabs and they would be more than happy ..! People here are not as greedy as in Bombay" The tall man grinned.
Revati smiled. The man asked after a pause .." Is your son getting a good view from in there ?"
" I guess so....Thanks "
Revati felt though the man looked ominous , he was courteous and helpful.
" Though the Chirantani Mela is there , we have not got good business for the last two years ....These days parents take their kids to Movies and fantasy kingdoms ...That's why you find so many empty seats ..or else we always had full house shows ....Madam.." The man spoke with pride.
" Yes.. circus is a lost Art- Form..." Revati exclaimed.....
"Madam your son has been to our shows before ?"
" Not really... we are kind of new in Navi Mumbai.." Revati replied.
" Ahh ...that's why you seemed worried....Yes...this side of the Highway is not particularly safe....But we are permitted to set our shows here only"
Revati asked out of curiosity .."You are the In-charge of this circus?"
The man smirked .." Yes....In-charge..... Supervisor.... as you may call it... has been with this group for long now..more than 10 years ..My name is Bhadur.....Madam your good name please ? "
" Revati.....Revati Saxena .."
"Ahh... You seem to be a Gujarati .." Bhadur said with confidence..
"Yeah." Revati smiled back.
The audience clapped violently as a stuntman brought in two large African Lion in a cage on the stage.
Arun probably little frightened on seeing a Lion came running out in the hallway.
"Momma where have you been ? There is a Lion on the stage !!"
" Arun..it wont come and eat you.....Go and have a seat " Revati playful rebuked Arun.
The hallway lights were switched off for the Lion game to add to the excitement.
Revati did not mind prolonging the conversation with the man. Anyway , she was bored amidst the stupid animal games. At least , it is better to talk to someone than watching a captive Lion forced to perform stunts.
Bhadur sat next to Revati on the sofa inside the cabin.
They started off with casual conversation. Revati somehow unwillingly agreed for a cup of Coffee. Bhadur yelled for a circus boy and asked him to serve two cups of Coffee.
Bhadur spoke "Madam....so your son must be studying in a good English medium college ...Why do you think such students do not visit circus anymore ?"
Revati somehow liked the fact that Bhadur though seemed not much educated, had a strong personality and made good business sense like any other professionals.
Revati thought for a moment .and then replied " May be the image of Circus does not attract children any more.... there is no advertisement no..glamour quotient...."Revati started explaining while Bhadur listened earnestly.
Being an open auditorium , the night suddenly became chilly. Revati took out a scarf from her hand bag for Arun. As she bent forward to put the scarf over Arun, Bhadur had a sharp look at her cleavage. Revati's hanging Mangalsutra sat smugly over the neck of her top which hid her glorious juicy breasts from his gaze. But as Revati continued tying the scarf over Arun, the Mangalsutra gave in thus ensuring a fair amount of cleavage show for Bhadur.
"Madam...So you have been working somewhere .?" Bhadur asked once the short -lived visual delight was over.
"Yes...I work in an Insurance Firm.."
"In Navi Mumbai itself ?"
" Yea..here only..I manage a small regional office...".
" That is good..." Bhadur continued.." We have been perennially facing problems with our Insurance agents...Being a small business , we hardly attract any Insurance companies..you see.."
"No it is not...we have many small business as our clients .." Revati interrupted...sipping hot coffee. Bhadur liked the fact that she was now well engrossed in the conversation. Its not often a sexy Bhabhi pay a visit to their circus.
"Do you see the kind of stunts these men and women perform ? They are all uninsured..." Bhadur spoke passionately
"Why so...I mean what is stopping you guys from getting insured..?"
Bhadur laughed in jest. "Madam ...we hardly make money to pay our employees ..Do you think Insurance companies does not know this ..Plus the risk of accident is high.."
Bhadur continued .." We have approached few companies to partially cover...even then they have rejected..."
" That is sad " Revati replied having nothing else to comment
".They have been stupid.....partial cover meant a good premium for them...They just rejected because they thought we are not fashionable clients..."
Revati was ambivalent.
She muttered " Fashionable clients? " She put an innocent smile and added " Mr. Bhadur..I have been new in this Insurance firm...I joined few Months back...and am too new to comment..."
Bhadur snapped back " Madam ..it is not about new or old...that has been my experience with Insurance companies in the last few years ...most of my performers live fearing the worst.."
There was an awkward silence in the room as Arun cheered and clapped just like the oblivious audience did.
As Revati finished her coffee... Bhadur exclaimed " Will your company have a look if they can manage an Insurance deal for us Madam ?"
Revati looked at Bhadur's eyes. She always wanted to help distressed people with Insurance schemes. She remembers in her first job how a NGO project turned around the company.
She nodded affirmatively ." I think I will be in a position to help you.."
"Madam, I do understand your predicament...But what you may try is at-least cover the performers who are into dangerous stunts like Tbangze.. Just spare a thought about their families.. They have small children like you do.."
She was excited but there were hell lot of approvals from Head office and most get rejected due to flimsy reasons.
"I will try my best Mr. Bhadur... I personally want to help you.." She gave a subdued reply
"That would be a nice help...and also a win-win deal for you.." Bhadur said
It was almost 10:30 PM when the show got over. Bhadur wanted to escort Revati back to the highway considering the fact she was little anxious about travelling alone. But there were zillions of security officer men on the road thanks to the visit of a High profile politician to the Chirantani Mela.
"Momma ..do you know that uncle...Is he a friend of yours..? " Arun asked Revati once the cab started
"No..Beta...Not a friend..." replied back a startled Revati.
"Then why you were not listening to me....you kept on speaking to him..."
"Arun...Sorry...we were discussing business....Now Mommy is all ears .." Revati planted a big kiss on Arun's cheeks as the cab plied slowly on the choked road. Sometimes traffic jams means better security for women. Revati was a relived woman now
As he approached the dim overhead light, Revati looked at him for the first time.He was definitely a tall man - atleast 6 feet.He had a rough face and unkempt beard which made it difficult to predict his exact age.Still Revati felt it would not be less than 35. May be even more.He had strong broad shoulders and muscular hands which indicated his frequent involvement in hard physical labour. He was casually dressed in Jeans and T-shirts.
As Revati looked helpless, the Man asked courteously " There is a land line in my cabin ...Would you like to use it ?"
As the man approached near the cabin door, Revati answered "Actually I was trying to book a Cab for getting back...."
The man glanced a sharp look at her and said " Madam ...the rented Cabs does not come here...It's not Bombay you see ..."
Revati could not hide her anxiety .." You mean there would be no transport till the highway now ? "
" Madam, did I say that ?" The man appeared a trifle irritated. " We have few vehicles which drop audiences who do not have own cars till the highway taxi stand...Do not worry "
Revati hesitated.... The man apprehended Revati's safety issues. He calmly added " And these drivers are trustworthy..."
"Thank you so much ! I will not mind paying them double..." Her voice still sounded a little uneasy.
"Pay them as much as your OLA cabs and they would be more than happy ..! People here are not as greedy as in Bombay" The tall man grinned.
Revati smiled. The man asked after a pause .." Is your son getting a good view from in there ?"
" I guess so....Thanks "
Revati felt though the man looked ominous , he was courteous and helpful.
" Though the Chirantani Mela is there , we have not got good business for the last two years ....These days parents take their kids to Movies and fantasy kingdoms ...That's why you find so many empty seats ..or else we always had full house shows ....Madam.." The man spoke with pride.
" Yes.. circus is a lost Art- Form..." Revati exclaimed.....
"Madam your son has been to our shows before ?"
" Not really... we are kind of new in Navi Mumbai.." Revati replied.
" Ahh ...that's why you seemed worried....Yes...this side of the Highway is not particularly safe....But we are permitted to set our shows here only"
Revati asked out of curiosity .."You are the In-charge of this circus?"
The man smirked .." Yes....In-charge..... Supervisor.... as you may call it... has been with this group for long now..more than 10 years ..My name is Bhadur.....Madam your good name please ? "
" Revati.....Revati Saxena .."
"Ahh... You seem to be a Gujarati .." Bhadur said with confidence..
"Yeah." Revati smiled back.
The audience clapped violently as a stuntman brought in two large African Lion in a cage on the stage.
Arun probably little frightened on seeing a Lion came running out in the hallway.
"Momma where have you been ? There is a Lion on the stage !!"
" Arun..it wont come and eat you.....Go and have a seat " Revati playful rebuked Arun.
The hallway lights were switched off for the Lion game to add to the excitement.
Revati did not mind prolonging the conversation with the man. Anyway , she was bored amidst the stupid animal games. At least , it is better to talk to someone than watching a captive Lion forced to perform stunts.
Bhadur sat next to Revati on the sofa inside the cabin.
They started off with casual conversation. Revati somehow unwillingly agreed for a cup of Coffee. Bhadur yelled for a circus boy and asked him to serve two cups of Coffee.
Bhadur spoke "Madam....so your son must be studying in a good English medium college ...Why do you think such students do not visit circus anymore ?"
Revati somehow liked the fact that Bhadur though seemed not much educated, had a strong personality and made good business sense like any other professionals.
Revati thought for a moment .and then replied " May be the image of Circus does not attract children any more.... there is no advertisement no..glamour quotient...."Revati started explaining while Bhadur listened earnestly.
Being an open auditorium , the night suddenly became chilly. Revati took out a scarf from her hand bag for Arun. As she bent forward to put the scarf over Arun, Bhadur had a sharp look at her cleavage. Revati's hanging Mangalsutra sat smugly over the neck of her top which hid her glorious juicy breasts from his gaze. But as Revati continued tying the scarf over Arun, the Mangalsutra gave in thus ensuring a fair amount of cleavage show for Bhadur.
"Madam...So you have been working somewhere .?" Bhadur asked once the short -lived visual delight was over.
"Yes...I work in an Insurance Firm.."
"In Navi Mumbai itself ?"
" Yea..here only..I manage a small regional office...".
" That is good..." Bhadur continued.." We have been perennially facing problems with our Insurance agents...Being a small business , we hardly attract any Insurance companies..you see.."
"No it is not...we have many small business as our clients .." Revati interrupted...sipping hot coffee. Bhadur liked the fact that she was now well engrossed in the conversation. Its not often a sexy Bhabhi pay a visit to their circus.
"Do you see the kind of stunts these men and women perform ? They are all uninsured..." Bhadur spoke passionately
"Why so...I mean what is stopping you guys from getting insured..?"
Bhadur laughed in jest. "Madam ...we hardly make money to pay our employees ..Do you think Insurance companies does not know this ..Plus the risk of accident is high.."
Bhadur continued .." We have approached few companies to partially cover...even then they have rejected..."
" That is sad " Revati replied having nothing else to comment
".They have been stupid.....partial cover meant a good premium for them...They just rejected because they thought we are not fashionable clients..."
Revati was ambivalent.
She muttered " Fashionable clients? " She put an innocent smile and added " Mr. Bhadur..I have been new in this Insurance firm...I joined few Months back...and am too new to comment..."
Bhadur snapped back " Madam ..it is not about new or old...that has been my experience with Insurance companies in the last few years ...most of my performers live fearing the worst.."
There was an awkward silence in the room as Arun cheered and clapped just like the oblivious audience did.
As Revati finished her coffee... Bhadur exclaimed " Will your company have a look if they can manage an Insurance deal for us Madam ?"
Revati looked at Bhadur's eyes. She always wanted to help distressed people with Insurance schemes. She remembers in her first job how a NGO project turned around the company.
She nodded affirmatively ." I think I will be in a position to help you.."
"Madam, I do understand your predicament...But what you may try is at-least cover the performers who are into dangerous stunts like Tbangze.. Just spare a thought about their families.. They have small children like you do.."
She was excited but there were hell lot of approvals from Head office and most get rejected due to flimsy reasons.
"I will try my best Mr. Bhadur... I personally want to help you.." She gave a subdued reply
"That would be a nice help...and also a win-win deal for you.." Bhadur said
It was almost 10:30 PM when the show got over. Bhadur wanted to escort Revati back to the highway considering the fact she was little anxious about travelling alone. But there were zillions of security officer men on the road thanks to the visit of a High profile politician to the Chirantani Mela.
"Momma ..do you know that uncle...Is he a friend of yours..? " Arun asked Revati once the cab started
"No..Beta...Not a friend..." replied back a startled Revati.
"Then why you were not listening to me....you kept on speaking to him..."
"Arun...Sorry...we were discussing business....Now Mommy is all ears .." Revati planted a big kiss on Arun's cheeks as the cab plied slowly on the choked road. Sometimes traffic jams means better security for women. Revati was a relived woman now
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