
When Bina came with her mother, a sickly looking undernourished girl, I thought she must be seven or eight. Gradually, her mother began disappearing from the act, leaving burden of work for the girl. She was again heavy with a child.
Often, in between her work, Bina would stare at computer screen. Questions began to pour. One fine day she said, she wanted to read and write. Her literacy lessons began at my place.
The other day I observed a tattoo on her arm. I asked, whose names are these? “ They are my brothers’, “ she said. ” But, why isn’t your name tattooed?” I was puzzled. “ If I am lost in a fair, or, some other place, I could be sent home. My brothers’ name would be known.”
This has many connotations. Her right arm is left untattooed, one day her husband’s name will be inscribed there. If she is lost, she could be found by her bother’s, or, husband’s name.
Bina’s favourite TV show- Raja ki aayegi baarat
Bina’s dream- To have a big colour TV, she likes to chop vegetables while looking at TV screen.
Why does she want to read and write? So that she can buy a big TV.
Bina has embellished her brothers’ name- Vinod, Rinku ans Sonu on Rakhi with henna.
Her brothers go to school.
Bina is in fact 13, or, around so. She looks nine.
Bina doesn’t want her name tattooed.
She doesn't feel the need to have her name engraved, anywhere.
2 comments:
Nice one !!
beautiful....
thoughtful ...
needs a thought to readers too...
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