Please welcome Gumi Malhotra who brings us the first of many stories that she's promised to share.
'Last night I dreamt I went to Damdim', reminisces Gumi, '...no Mrs Danvers, but our Jerome was a force to reckon with! So here’s a very tiny sliver of our times there.'
25th December. On a cold foggy morning I dragged myself out of bed showing all the ill effects of a Christmas Eve at the Western Dooars Club. I walked towards the kitchen ready to pluck at any available sleeve for the morning brew. From the corner of my eye I noticed a white plastic bag on a table in the pantry that did an occasional jig.
I ignored it as an apparition and cursed the second rum and coke.
Holding fort in the deserted kitchen was the smiling Jerome, reeking of country liquor, who whilst polishing floors to perfection apparently also introduced our older son to beedis.
Once the Christmas greeting and plea for tea was over I asked Jerome to disclose the contents of the white bag.
“Aapka Christmas hai” came the reply.
“Oh my God Jerome usko kholo jaldi...mar jayegi”!!!
“Koi baat nahin, aapka lunch ke liye hai”
“No, usko nahin marenge”, I said horrified.
“Kyon” asked Jerome perplexed.
“Anda dega“, said I desperate to justify its existence.
“Murga hai”, said Jerome with cheerful satisfaction.
Nevertheless we rescued a barely feathered, squawking chicken from the plastic bag and set it free near the mali bari. Our Christmas gift lived a long dignified life lording it over the kitchen garden and many a pretty hen. A more handsome rooster I have yet to see.
I wish I had a photograph of him!
Meet the writer: Gumi Malhotra
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