The small shack was hot and sultry. Binapani, its hapless owner, looked up thoughtfully towards the gaping hole in her thatched roof. The harsh October sun scorched her bare back as she adjusted her soiled sari to cover it and shaded her eyes as she waited with bated breath. It was the morning of Bijoya Dashami, the last day of the five-day festivities that celebrated the homecoming of the Goddess Durga. For Bengal and its diaspora all over the world, this was a day filled with sadness and forlornness. A…
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Parvati – The Mother
Minu’s story Minu stared blankly at the lifeless body of her son as he hung from the tall Mango tree. It was the same tree where she used to lay him down in a hammock when he was a baby and lull him to sleep swinging it gently, as she worked in the Mango orchard sorting the fruits for the season. The tall listless body of Biju was taken down slowly and laid out in front of her. Minu sat in a stony silence as her husband, Shiben, sat hunched…
