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fहndi - Mahatma Gandhi Antarrashtriya Hindi Vishwavidyalaya

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where can we get away from it" Fathersaid.Dixitji wanted to say Oh! But insteadsaid... "Well I must make a move, andshould send my daughter and wife. Ideallyit would have been better, if the programmewas at home. But since you wanted it ina hotel. . . I have a meeting lined up. Restall is at your mercy." And with that Dixitjifolded his hands."You aren't required either. Yourpresence will only make your daughter shy"father said in agreement.Dixitji took leave of him.After about an hour and a half, Dixitji'swife came along with her daughter anda friend. Casting a suspicious glance atthem, father's wife greeted them withtrepidation. Dulhan bent to touch father'sfeet who shrugged off saying it's all right.The girl was seated in a chair. Her friendstood behind her holding the chair. Boththe women occupied a sofa. Thebridegroom officer, his sister and two smallkids sat on a long sofa opposite the bride.Both kids looked fixedly at the bride.Father's attention was first fixed at bride'sfeet; that's at her sandals. His head movedsmelling conspiracy and with that healternately looked at his son and wife andwinked."What's the bargain this time?"whispered Adhikariji in father's ear."Six lacs, a car and the entire expenseson marriage" father whispered in the samevein in Adhikariji's ear.fgndi •"He is a comrade, wherefrom he willgive?" went Adhikariji.So what if he is comrade and to hellwith the fact" said father impatiently."You should have thought before fixingthe bargain" went Adhikariji."It was his job. And what about thetrade union donation he collects" fathersaid callously."Communists are not that type" wentAdhikariji."You are a bloody ass" snapped father."Only a mule will befriend an ass"retorted Adikariji.In his happiness, father heldAdhikariji’s hand. It was not an occasionto burst into a guffaw. The son was"interviewing" the bride and she wasblushing. Whenever out of shyness she'dclam up and bow down her head, theofficer son would say with a drawling voice."Oh, look straight at me, no? At this thegirl would further blush. It was thenthat the friend at her back would touchher shoulder to reassure her... But sittingwith Adhikariji and keeping an eye andan ear on what was going on, father wastrying to sound out his son on whetherhe was yielding."Where is Napani?" suddenly askingfather looked at his wife, “What's hername?”For the first time it occurred to fatherthat she must be having some name."Parmita." Father's wife told him."Upadhiya Sasur." ContemptuouslyApril-June 2013 :: 107

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