To celebrate the fructification of love - found
Amidst the real and the virtual and prose and rhyme
So we all jostle in to behold the time
When topor and shaari and relatives' ador
Will bring out gu-marano smiles and the forbidden chador
So let dhuti kachaas fall and ilish bones smirk
As dushtu projapoti gets down to work!
;)
Chapter 1:
ReplyDeleteSomewhere in loadshedding unaffected Salt Lake
The camera opens on Mr Kundu overseeing the final arrangements in the Kundu garden. We see his daughter's friends assisting him with the final touches. it's a bright winter morning in Kolkata. The tranquility is interrupted by the sound of two hero honda splendours tailed by a white zen. From the birds' nest...that's what Mr Kundu calls his home...he gets a 360 degree view of saltlake. From a distance, he sees the cavalcade approaching towards his 'birds nest'.
Mr Kundu: ma, ektu blati-ta bhore ene amar pashe rekhe dao toh...aar mithu aar bondhder niye ghorer bhetore jao...mone hochche ora eshe geche...
The cavalcade stops. Mr kundu washes his face using the water from the bucket that was freshly handpumped out by one of the girls. Mr Kundu looks up, wipes his face and sees a man in police inform walk out of the car. ALong with the man is Mithu's friend-Tito.
The man-in-the-uniform: Monsiuer Laepaedite...
Tito: Dhur moshai ki lapadin lapadin korchen, ini Mr Kundu...ini-i malik....enar-i meyer biye...amar bondhu Maiti-r sathe
The man-in-the-uniform clears his throat...and speaks in crisp Bong...
...Nomoshkar, ami ei Salt Lake thanar Inspector. Apni jodi khub byasto no hon...tahole apnar sathe ektu kotha chilo Mr Kundu...
Mr Kundu: Ki kotha, bolun...
Inspectr: Apnar anumoti thakle bhetore giye boshe kotha bolte paari...
Mr Kundu leads the inspector indoors. We see an elaborate arrangement in progress, flowers, sweets, people dressed at their best...Mr kundu carefully avoids the guest filled living room and shows the inspector a chair at the dining table...
Inspector: Mr Kundu, aaj apnara meyer biye...right?
Mr Kundu: Agye...
Inspector: ta eto lokjon, eto khaoya daoya...ami ki ek glass...
Mr kundu speaks out to his wife..." Ei je shuncho, onake ek glass...
turning to the inspector...ki khaben aapni? jol, beer, single malt...
Inspector: Dudh ba lassi hobe?
A tall glass of milky liquid is placed o the table. Inspector takes a long swig and continues...
" Janen Mr Kundu...amake ei chottore ki naam-e dake loke?"
Tito, Mr Kundu's son-in-law's friend, who had accompanies this man in khakee... speaks for the first time....
Tito: Dhur moshai, prothome lapadin lapadin korchilen...ekhon abar naam din naaddin korchen...ki kaaj-e eshechen bolun na tararatri....amar sector 6-er site-e ekhon kaaj tunge...
Inspector: Bolun toh Mr Kundu...porshe din ki tarikh chilo?
Mr Kundu: dec 25
Inspector: Dec 25 ki din bolun toh?
Mr Kundu: 25-e december...christmas...
Inspector: Egjactly right...christmas...borodin...ta oi borodin-er din apander barite shunlam boro kore Sangeet nrityer onushtan chilo...
Mr Kundu: Agye...
Inspector: tate apanar konyar onek bondhu-bandhob ra eshechilo....
Mr Kundu: Agye...
inspector: shei bondhu bandhob der modhye 4 jon ke tarpor theke paoya jachche na...
Mr Kundu: agye paoya jachche na maane?
Inspector: maane tara shei sangeet-nrityer por aar bari fere ni ekhono...
Dekhun toh ei naam gulo aapni chene kina...
Mr Kundu whips out his glasses ad reads...
Inspector: prothom jon...Soumik Sen...aka Maiti...maane apnaar hobu jamai...
dwitiyo jon...Avijiet Ghoossh...apnar jamai-r bondhu...art director...cinema bananor chinta korche...
tritiyo jon...Arindam Chatterjee...malaysia-te chakri kore, apnar cheler bondhu....sorry...jamai-r bondhu....hobu-jamai to be precise...
aar choturtho jon kaushik Mitra...aka dadu.
Mr kundu: maane, eki bolchen, era toh shobai sedin amar barite chilo....kintu tar por kothaye gelo? aami toh kichui jaani na...
To be continued...
'Fortunate is the man whose wife serves him on a banana leaf some hot rice with ghee, Mourala fish, fried leaves of the jute plant, and some hot milk on the side'. Prakritapaingla, 1400 AD, Chitrita Banerjee, Life and food in Bengal
ReplyDeleteShubho bibaho...lovely photo
i await the revelation of the missing men's fate... :)
ReplyDelete(sweet pix, tukun dadabhai! heh!)
What happened to the missing bridegroom and his cronies? Please continue!
ReplyDeletejaa baba! e toh back to the future!?
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