“Do you want to go to my place to see Bree? She is with my eldest daughter at the moment, but
she has three children of her own and things get tough at times. My hands are getting worse by the
moment. Simple everyday tasks are a trial for me so how am I supposed to take care of an energetic six
month old baby?”
Mugisha’s mother’s apartment was really tiny and cramped. As soon as they got there her elder
daughter announced, “Mom I am leaving now. I have tons to do at home. Bree is sleeping. I will come
again tomorrow if you need me. Kenny, Tina, Robin get your stuff together, it’s time to go home!”
“My daughter lives three blocks down the road. She used to babysit for Mugisha most of the
time. I took care of Bree a lot of times as well.”
Six months, that probably meant the time when Buku said he was going to San Francisco for
that training of his.
Bree was lying in her crib fast asleep. She was dark like her mother with a head of curly black
hair. There was nothing of Buku in her.
“Arijit always said ‘If anything ever happens to us give Bree to my mother. Whatever the odds
she will make sure Bree grows up to become a decent human being’. Look up there,” Mugisha’s mother
said, pointing a gnarled finger towards the wall.
Shobhana looked up to see a framed photograph on the wall. Buku with his wife and the baby, they
were all smiling and looked happy!
In the end Shobhana decided to bring Bristi home with her. How could she let Buku’s daughter
grow up in neglect with a sick lady?
She called her mother that night and said to her, “Ma, I don’t think I will be able to return to
India for good after all!” and then she explained it all.
Her mother listened patiently and then asked, “Are you sure she is Buku’s daughter?”
“I don’t know Ma. She does not look like Buku in any way but the strangest thing was she fell
asleep immediately when I sang Tagore’s ‘Aguner Parashmoni’ (Touch my heart with your fire) to her.
Do you remember how Buku used to do exactly the same? I had to hum the first three lines and he
would be fast asleep! Mary Beth was probably right, I might eventually find a reason to live for after
all.”
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All power is within you; you can do anything and everything.
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Truth can be stated in a thousand different ways. Yet each one can be
true.
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Experience is the only teacher we have.
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Celebrating 151th year…….
The man has reached immortality who is disturbed by nothing material.
3 Golden Rules....
o Who is helping you, Don't FORGET them
o Who is loving you, Don't HATE them.
o Who is trusting you, Don't CHEAT them.