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  Childhood Lost              "Play all day" - that was the life of Kakoli when she was a mere child. Kakoli lived in the village Shyamapur with her parents. It was a remote village. Except the ration dealer, none of the village had a pucca house. The villagers were decreased into poverty. Like all other children of the village, Kakoli's childhood was very happy. She used to play all day long. No work only play - that was her life. She was a sweet-looking child. Everyone of her village, even the ration dealer, liked her for her sweet appearance and too sweet voice. Whenever she saw an elder, she would run towards them and start talking. How much busy they might be, villagers preferred to talk to her.              Days passed. Kakoli was admitted to a distant school. Then she felt their poverty. A few children use to go to school in good dresses, but Kakoli and her friends wore mediocre dresses - not noticeable,...

  Nothing Is Impossible               "Now I am happy", Niraj said to his wife,Mirja. Niraj bought a large house. There was enough money in his bank account. He did not have to think twice before purchasing anything. But the situation was not the same before. Though he was doing a job, he could not save any money. All his salary was spent on his bank EMI, insurance policy and family expenditure. He could not even take his family for an outing. Life was a torture to him.           He lived in his parental house with a large family. There was no privacy, no mental peace. He had to bear all the family expenditure. He filled that he was living to work. But he had great desire in his heart and great mental energy. From childhood, he was hard-working, that attitude ignited the fighting mentality in him. He always searched ways to increase his income. He found various, like YouTube video making, blog posting, affiliate mark...

  Think Big              "Everyone knows what to do but few do", said Kamal to Bimal. Bimal was a very wealthy man. He lived in the village Rishipur. But he was born and brought up in a poor family. His father Ramu was a cobbler.Sima, his mother was a housewife. He had two sisters - Rima and Nisha. The seldom got three-time food a day. Breakfast was a dream to them. Yet Kamal had ambition. Bimal was his best friend. They often used to take a brisk walk. During that work, Kamal used to say him, "One day I will be very rich." Bimal wanted to know the way. Kamal used to say by working hard.            Years passed. After their school education, Bimal went to read in a city college but Kamal had to stop his study like his sisters. His father bluntly told him that he could not afford the cost of his higher education. Kamal also knew that his father's income was not enough to maintain his family and bear his educational ex...

  Reality of Family               "None is happy", consoled Hari himself. Hari was a man of 30 years. He was living with his family in the village Ketupur. His family consisted of his parents, his wife Shital, his two kids and his sister and her to kids. They had financial freedom, but no peace in the family. His parents were the worst kind of People ever lived. The situation was very beautiful in the beginning when Hari was a bachelor. He earned decent income and bore all the expenses of the family.                Hari used to give all the salary to his mother, who spent all without thinking of the future. Even she did not think of her daughter's marriage. His father was a bastard who only thought of his own comfort. A very lazy person he was. He stopped working when Harry got the job and threw the whole family on Hari. So, when his elder sister Nila attained 25 years, Hari asked his mother, "Mother, how m...

  Malign Greed On Nature               "Nature is taking its retribution", said Mani. Mani was a man of 36 years. He lived in Manipur, a little village. The village was known for its fruit gardens and playgrounds. There were fruit gardens in the north, to the east and the north-west. The fruit garden on the south covered the whole south border. The summer season was then a very pleasing time. There were abundance of fruits to eat. Besides, some fruits were found throughout the year. There were four playgrounds to the south-east and south-west, in the north and the centre of the village.               The village was a pleasing place for the people, especially the children. Then people used to be very simple and selfless. Mani lived in the village from birth. He loved the gardens, the playgrounds, the calmness and the pleasing atmosphere of his village. The Shiva Temple of the village was another attraction ...

  A Worm In A Fruit Basket                     There was a village called Khuspur. It was by the side of the river Taral. The main occupation of villagers were farm-work. Some had land and some worked in the lands. Everybody in the village was very happy with their family. The had little demand, low expectation and no education. Any ill-habit was unknown to the villagers.                But after one year of the coming of the family of James, the village turned into a most notorious one. The people involved in coquetry, extra-marital affairs, bidi and wine became known to everyone here, especially to the male. There were frequent quarrels in almost every family. Karim still remembered the past happy times and felt sad for the present. He said that the change started when the family of James came there. James was a rascal. Besides, he was very lazy person. He did not like to work and he liked h...

  All Parents Are Not Parents                 "She had bad future but her parents spoilt that", said Dayal sir. Saheli lived in Rashikpur village. It was a moderate village, not enough large not small. Every facility was available there in terms of communication, treatment, education, employment etc. Saheli's family consisted of her parents - Narin and Champa, her three brothers - Ritesh, Haren and subal. Her parents were farm labourers.                   From childhood Saheli was good in education, so she got the attention of the teachers and villagers. To support her family she started doing tuition from class VII. She used to teach up to her own class. The income from tuition helped her family a lot. But she had no value to parents. Her father was a rascal, drunkard. He only thought of his own comfort. Her mother was the worst kind of women the world ever produced. To her, girl child was a ...

  A Waste Life                  "Amma, I want to go to another state to earn much." Jakira still remembered that and wished that had she not given her consent. Jakira was a middle aged widow woman, a mother of three children. Jamal was her elder son, Madhuli - a daughter and Namaz, the youngest son. Her husband died when she was to give birth to her third child. Jamir was her husband. He died of mulnutrition. His death was a bolt from the blue for her. So, after two days of her childbirth, Shakira had to start working as a labourer to feed her children.           Jakira was then just 25. The name of her village was Adharkhana. As the name so was the condition of the villagers. Their destiny was in dark. No education came there, the roads were muddy. The mud-huts suggested that the government left them in the hand of destiny which was too cruel. The village seemed to be labour-factory. After attaining the age of ...

 Money Matters                  "I have lost my job", replied Jubin painfully. Jubin lived in Madhupur. He was very sad, but he had been known all over his village to be a happy person. Yes, that was right. Jubin was a school teacher. He served in the local primary school. After completing his college education Jubin got a service to the post of Assistant Teacher in a local primary school, namely Medha Smriti Primary School. His parents, Sujit and Ama, were very happy. Their only son had got service.            Jubin was good in education. He always passed with distinction. His service of life began happily. He got immense respect in the village. Villagers often used to come at jubin's house to take his advice for their children's education. After two years of service, Jubin was married to Mina, daughter of Shyamal, a neighbouring land-lord. Both families were happy after the marriage. To allow the new coupl...

Forgetfulness    "Forgetfulness" ate him bit by bit. That was the condition of Manilal, a villager of Saharanpur. He was a happy child, but circumstances turned him into a forgetful man. Before marriage, he was the eye of the family. He was the topic of concern of everybody. His earning was good. Manilal was a conductor in a bus. Besides salary, he had incentives. All the family expenses were borne by him. Even occasionally he used to send money to his sisters. So, everyone in his family, his parents, his two brothers, were  very happy. Though his brothers were also earning but they did not spend any money for their family. Manilal had to pay for everything. For that, in the end of the month he did not save any money. Still, he was happy as his family was happy.                Things begin to change when the marriage of Manilal was set. All perceived that after marriage Manilal would not spend for everything. So, they tried to take ...

A Thought  "I will die". Karim always muttered it. Nothing happened, but he did not feel well. Then suddenly he muttered "I will die". Karim also felt astonished. What was the matter? He often asked himself but found no answer. Korim was a man of 30 years. He lived in Maharajpur village, not well-developed but also not least developed. He lived with his parents, a sister and a grandmother. They were happy.                  There was no economic crisis or food shortage in Karim's family. They belonged to middle class. After his college education, Karim got a government job in an office. Everything was fine. Life became easy, but one day Karim's g kmrandmother felt uneasy and  was transferred to the city hospital. She was diagnosed a problem in her heart. Doctors suggested an operation and told them to take her to a nursing home, because they did not have the facility.  But Korim had to bring her home due to lack of money. That d...

The Garden Guard      "Mohan uncle, what are you doing now?", asked Nandalal when he met him after a long time.  Mohan was the guard of a fruit garden of zamindar Mishra Seth. The fruit garden was the favorite of the local children. They used to sneak into the garden to get some fruits to eat. The locality was composed of middle- class people, mostly laborers. Mohan stood guard all the time. He used to sleep in the garden - both day and night. He did not have a family as the people knew because they never saw or heard of his family. Besides, Mohan would eat at the Zamindar's house and slept in the garden. So, people took that Mohan did not have any family. The zamindar had many gardens, many acres of agricultural land and other lands also. Like all zamindar, he disliked the local poor people and their children. Mohan only guarded the fruit garden that was in the locality of Nandlal, a village boy.            ...

The Demon Inside  "What will be the result?", Maru asked himself.  It kept him from murdering Shibu, his elder brother. Maru was a quiet, introvert and bookish child. He always thought of the future. But one day, his life was totally changed.                To speak of Maru's childhood, we found that he lived in a family of six people -his father Kori, his mother Hira, Charu and Mira - his two elder sisters and Shibu - his brother. They were very poor but leading an honest life. Kori, his father, was a rascal but pretended to be an ideal person to outside people. Only his family knew his villainy. His mother was widely known as a good woman. Charu and Mira were good in education. Sibu was very selfish. He only thought of his own comfort. For that he did not hesitate to do anything. Anyway, days were passing by. Maru suffered inwardly but his aim was future comfort. He studied hard and just after clearing h...

  Heaven To Hell "What about your mother-in-law?", Shila asked Rita. Shila was a girl of 15 years. She lived in the village Murshidpur. Rita and Shila were friends from childhood. Recently Rita was married to Sailesh, a handsome looking groom from Shantipur. They were simple village girls, no knowledge of the world. Moreover, they were of very young age. Such strong were their friendship that they would share everything in their lives.            Rita was the only girl child in her family. She had two elder brothers. Her father, Rahul, had a large farmland. Karima, her mother was a housewife. Her family was very happy and Rita was the most loving child in her family. She was dear to everyone. She never thought that after her marriage everything would change.             The next day just after the marriage, she was awakened early by her mother-in-law to do household works, which s...

Price of Happiness           "She will never know". It was told by Shib Ram, a neighbor of Mitali, a mad. She was not mad from childhood. She also had a happy family of a husband, Kunal and a son, Lucky. They lived in Rahimpur. It was nearly 15 years ago. Kunal was a hawker. He used to sell mithai to different villages and his income was good. He looked after his family very well. In short, they were very happy.          They built their house in Rahimpur coming from another place. Mitali did not work. She was a housewife. Lucky was really lucky. His every demand was fulfilled. But someone's bad eyes caught their happiness. Everything changed. Kunal suddenly died though he was fit and healthy. He did not have any illness. Yet death took him in its shed and threw Mitali 's family in a very deep pit. Mitali wept bitterly as she lost the one and only support of her family. Then she had to think of the future of her only son. Neighbours...

Natural Justice        "She is doing penance", said Deben, a man of 39 years. He said this about a woman whose name was Debi. She was of 80 years old. Tarutola was her village which was nearly 50 Km away from the town Simakha. Debi was born in the year 1253 AD in a village called Shantipur. When she was of 12 years, she was married to Bikash who lived in Tarutola. After marriage, Bikash'  parents suddenly died. No one suspected anything.        Within few years Bikash and Debi had two sons and two daughters.Debi had now bad reputation in her village. She used to go to others' house while they were cooking meals. They used to say that though they could cooked rice in a large pot, they could not get enough to eat when Debi came to their house during cooking. But Debi cooked in a small pot and got enough for her family. The villagers knew that Debi  practised sorcery, yet they could not tell her anything in fear of much danger. They tried t...

 One Step                  This story is about a family that lived in a semi-urban village. It was semi-urban as the two gardens that were on the two sides of the village were missing to satisfy the increasing greed and demand of the people. The selfless service of the people had in turned into selfish service. The head of the family was Jatin. Obli was his wife; Mira, Tara and Rakhal were his children. It was a hand to mouth family but they were happy.             Jatin was a mason. Obli was a farm-labourer. Mira had completed her primary school education and then stopped. Tara and Rakhal were reading in the village primary School. The name of their village was Triptipur, which was totally opposite to the condition of the people. No one was satisfied in the village like a traditional village. Like a traditional village, it practised patriarchy. This was also the main reason of their poverty. Every family wa...