February 18, 2014
‘Is this your first time Shambhunath Das?’Jagan asked raising his bifocals.
‘Hmm, and you want a first timer?’
‘oh of course’
‘Ok good here are the photos take a pick’
‘Hmm good choice - she is Maitri, brand new, just registered’
‘ok - what else do you want?’
‘Errm fair skin,well endowed,convent educated,knows computers..’
‘Maitri fits the bill,you sure you have the money,will you be able to provide for her?’
‘Yes I do,all my savings are in place and I will take care of her’
‘Please deposit Rs.50,000’ Jagan said readjusting his bifocals.
Six months later Jagan Sahay closed his matrimonial shop and eloped with Maitri Das.
Gyanban Thoughts - Sometimes when I read the matrimonial columns in the Sunday times I am appalled by the commoditising of a sensitive bond such as marriage.With such materialization comes crime.Frauds and cheats take advantage of ignorant people.This story comes with a twist in the end and clues lies in between conversations. The title of the story is quite apt, and I enjoyed writing this piece.
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