RAMU AND BASANTI (fm:one-on-one, 3612 words) | |||
Author: sahebji | |||
Added: Nov 19 2001 | Views / Reads: 978 / 795 [81%] | Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes) | |
My friend Ramu went on a holiday. There he met a street peddlar Basanti selling home made clay toys. She came to his hotel to deliver them and ...... | |||
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RAMU AND BASANTIThis episode took place immediately after I had finished my graduation. You will recall that during my graduate course I had the good fortune of enjoying the choots of my cousins Madhu and Sudha and their friend Lata (For more details read the series 'Loves of Ramu' written by my good friend Sahebji). I had decided to become a teacher. After having been accepted by a leading institution I decided to take a holiday. On arrival at my destination I checked into a hotel which was laid out more like a holiday resort than a hotel. In addition to rooms in the main building it had cottages spread over a large area. I chose a small cottage. The cottage was self-sufficient. It consisted of a large bed-sitter with attached bathroom and a kitchenette and above all, it guaranteed complete privacy.
One evening at dusk I was going to a party when I saw a young woman selling very colourfully painted statues made out of baked clay. The area was famous for these statues. They were made in nearly every household. They looked very attractive. I stopped and looked at them and decided to buy some as gifts for family and friends back home. As it was getting dark and also I did not want to carry them with me to the party I asked the woman if she could bring them to me to my hotel the next day. This sort of request was probably quite normal as she readily agreed. After giving her the name of my hotel and cottage number I proceeded to the party. ...
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