Dear friends,
befuddled. How did he know the nickname that Babu had given
her? Was he his friend? How dare that scoundrel address her like that in
public? Even wink at her?
For the God-fearing people in this world, nothing in life occurs without His Will!
They lead their lives with a song on their lips and a prayer in their hearts. They are hard-working folks of the soil who swear by their sweat and toil.
Babu and Rojakutty are two such simpletons who lead a solitary existence in their village, till their paths cross.
Will their destinies entwine or unravel?
Read on to find out, in my engrossing novel titled God's Will - (All the way...)
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Thanks,
Priya
“Roja, Roja palli” she heard a familiar voice behind
her.
She whirled
around and King Dushyant was standing face to face with her. He winked at her.
She laughed at the weird sight. His face painted in bright green with the white
and red winged eyebrows and red nose, stiff white ceramic covering the lower
chin with a heavy, studded crown on his head, stared back at her; with his dark
eyes merrily smiling down at her.
His billowing,
tent-like, regal costume swathed his body in layers of clothing. A heavy
perfume of kewda assailed her
nostrils as he came closer. She involuntarily stepped back,
Just as she
got ready for a slanging match, it struck her. She slapped her forehead and
exclaimed “Babu?”
He bowed
down deeply and said in an exaggerated tone, “Naane daan. It’s me!”
Now she
spoke with awe and reverence. “Wow, Babu! You really got me there. I never knew
that you are a part-time Kathakali performer. You never revealed it to me. I
must say, that you are an excellent performer. Your thick, handlebar moustache
really becomes you. King Dushyant indeed!”
Babu was
elated and his face creased into his familiar grin, showing sparkling white
teeth through his bright red painted lips.
His grin
expanded further and nearly reached his ears as she added further, “And your
reference to the fish in the story was also not lost on me! You deliberately
chose this play as I like fish, don’t you?” She sounded pleased as punch. Now
her fangs were bared in undisguised glee, reveling in the fact that Babu
truly cared for her and wanted to please her, going the
extra mile for her!
He also
inhaled the heady fragrance of Emami as he walked with her, all the way back
home, walking with his right hand dragging his cycle by its handle, and the
left one, possessively around her broad shoulders. Everyone on the same path
curiously stared at the couple as Babu was still in his full costume and
make-up.
“Raja
Dushyant and Rani Shakuntala!” exclaimed some enthusiastic passers-by. The
couple giggled. They really felt like the royal couple and basked in the
reflected glory.
The next day they would go back to catching
fish and bringing down coconuts for a living…. Mundane reality.
End of the excerpt
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