I typed out the whole story
using a computer and took a print out. My first readers were Dammu and Nammu
Aunty.
Dammu liked the part where I
had written about Nammu Aunty’s plight. Nammu Aunty said, “You have written
Dammu’s story in such a narrative that it reads like a suspense story. Sonny,
please write more stories”. She phoned her daughter who was in the USA. Nammu
Aunty happily told me that her daughter was on the road to recovery. She had
even promised to come when she can really make it.
I was curious to know what
Nammu Aunty’s reaction was about what I had written about her sons and
daughter. She did not say anything. Does that mean she has agreed about my views
on her sons and their callous behavior?
I made the mistake of giving
the story to one of my friends who was very inquisitive. He finished reading in
one sitting and returned the script to me and said, “You should give this to
magazine for serialization and then you should bring this out as a book”. My
happiness got blown up like a balloon by his encouraging words. But his next
words were as if someone took a pin and pierced the balloon!
“You have written somewhere
that Dammu told you why she wanted Nammu Aunty in her house and to be part of
her family. But you have not given explanation for that anywhere. Please tell
me - what did she say to you?”
I got really cheesed off. I
glared at him for a moment and said, “Why are you asking? The readers are intelligent.
They will definitely guess what Dammu said” and suddenly smiled and patted his
back.
Let me finish here.... I
have to rush to the balcony.... I have
to catch my favorite scene.... Dammu and Nammu Aunty going for a walk.
I want to capture that scene
in my heart everyday as long as possible... as long as it happens......
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