Story Contd...3 Days to Name and Fame

This post is a beginning for the end of my last post. Now my Grandpa was little scared to keep the mobile with him so it was in custody of my dad. Everyone was busy with their daily chores. It was evening time. All the male members of the family had gone to the neighbouring house for a feast (we call it Bhoj).Then suddenly the honourable mobile started ringing. Generally, I am very reluctant in picking up the phone calls but, somehow I picked this one. There was a person from customer care at the other end with an extra sweet (malai mar ke :-) ) tone .Bihari trying to become Umrican kind of accent.He started off with Good evening mam and asked me the mobile number which I was not knowing .I casually told him to give me 5 minutes of time to find the number because I was not the actual owner...

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3 Days to Name and Fame

It has been era writing a new post .I don’t know somehow I was so much busy dealing with the complexities of life that I just couldn’t do justice to my blog.Last month I had gone to my native, madhubani (for people who don’t know, madhubani is a district in Bihar famous for its unmatched madhubani painting.) after some 6 years since my granny wished to meet me .Last time I had seen her was during my marriage .I still find her the same as she was when we were kids. I get nostalgic whenever I visit my granny's place. Earlier, the trip from Patna to my village used to be so tiring because of road conditions .During the entire trip we used to hold our tummy so as to prevent our intestine and stomach from dislocation. The only thing which we could eat during the trip was lemon so as to avoid puking...

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