Continued
from previous post –
A set of village
house something like those in Kolhapur.
An elderly man
sitting on a swing on a spacious verandah swing is moving delicately.
A young beautiful girl comes out of the house giving the man
something to drink and tells him news.
“Baba, Pandukaka
of the Khopkar’s is coming today. I have not seen him ever since I
have grown. I am anxious to see him. Man gives a broad smile holding
the girl by one hand on her shoulder, pats her gently. She gives a
shy smile. “Nilu, this your Pandukaka, I mean Khopkar will tell us
about how Damodar is doing in the city. I hope he has settled
properly. I am anxious to see you wed him at the earliest.”
Your Aai and Aai of
Damodar were childhood friends and they decided that there friendship
be more permanent by this marriage. Unfortunately, both the women are
no more. Nanasaheb, the elderly man, father of Nilo alias Nilima,
looks to sky indicating that they are dead.
Set of similar but
different village house, in the same village a few individuals are
gathered around Khopkar sitting, chatting with them. Nanasaheb and
his son Shridhar, brother of Nilu come and they are greeted by all
the members of the meet.
“So how are
things in the city?” casually Nanasaheb inquires to Khopkar.
For some reasonable
time there is silence showing Khopkar is gathering strength to speak
out to Nanasaheb the truth about Damu. Finally, he gathers strength
and asks Nanasaheb, “How about Shridhar? Is he settled properly?”
“Why are you
talking about Shridhar? Do you have any thing special for my son?”
Nanasaheb inquires inquisitively.
Again waits for
some time and then Khopkar says, “I wanted to know if Shridhar is
ready for the marriage?”
This relieves
Nanasaheb and with a roaring laugh he tells, “Of course, Shridhar
has done his Doctorate in microbiology and has opened a lab to make
special probiotic those boost farm production. You know Pandurang
when I used those probiotic in my field for trial they increased
yield four times and these probiotic are eco-friendly. With God’s
grace his lab is doing very well.”
Looking to Khopkar
airily with a smirk on his face Nanasaheb inquires, “Do you have a
proposal for my son?”
“Huh... yes you
can consider that way but all depends upon the young people. Those
days of elders deciding nuptials are gone and we can at the most
recommend.” Khopkar
“Never mind but
whose daughter is it by the way?” Nanasaheb
“Who else's my
boss and friend Anant Antarkar’s daughter Rashmi.” Khopkar
Nanasaheb looks to
Shridhar for his reaction. Shridhar is silent with a beam.
In the meantime,
there arrives Nilu dressed like a city girl and stands next to
Shridhar holding at his waist.
“Who is this
beautiful lady? Enqiures Khopkar curiously
“This is my
sister Nilu.” Exclaims Shridhar, putting his hand on her shoulders
“Ohh, so this is
Nilu.” Khopkar cries out with a smile his face shining with
surprise.
Khopkar keeps
looking to the girl for some time and the other people there standing
can see her and her gesture. She is truly very beautiful.
“Khopkar tells
what is being planned in Anant’s place and hearing that Nanasaheb
becomes infuriated and stands up orders Shridhar that they must forth
with start for Mumbai and stop that betrothal arrangement between
Rashmi and Damodar. Nanasaheb shouts to Khopkar and warns him about
the commitment between the two mothers who are no more. Damodar shall
marry my Nilu and no other girl.
“The
betrothal is not yet fixed and so no need to be in a hurry.”
Khopkar tells softly to pacify Nanasaheb. Khopkar advises Nanasaheb
that he should be careful and manage the situation after seeing
Rashmi, as his would be daughter-in-law!
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