1. In a famous novel by Rabindranath Tagore, the ‘pan culture’ of rural Bengal has come to the fore so artistically that Anandamoyee was making betel leaves, Sashimukhi was sitting next to him and cutting betel nuts.

But the poet may not have known that even this innocent ‘drink’ can become extremely embarrassing, which I have sensed in my bones.

I was going to my cousin’s wedding reception. On the way, the dust of the ‘developing’ road took over my shoes. I found a shoemaker looking for a lot to get rid of the dust. She is very busy. I asked him, “Can you wipe your shoes with a brush?”

He showed no interest in doing this simple task. Seeing that the situation was not very favorable, I offered him 10 rupees for this. Looks like he liked the offer. The work was completed in a few minutes.

Just then I discovered that my white shirt had a reddish tinge to it. The drinking peak was probably. It was unbearable. Finally, I wiped as much as possible with a tissue and after the winter clothes, I hid the color of the poet’s artistic drink. I didn’t have much of a weakness for winter, but I survived because of the extremely cold weather. I joined the reception program with a pair of completely unexpected experiences.

I have heard the proverb, ‘Whose marriage he has no news of, the neighbor has no sleep’. At first glance, we discovered the community center was almost deserted. After a while, the public meeting started. Our cousin has not arrived yet. Guests of all ages are coming, they need at least two people to exchange greetings. Although the groom himself has a major role to play in this, since he is still on the road, I have to join the reception.

There is no glory in confusing people, but in some cases there is some fun. I never want anyone to be confused by me. I have some similarities with my cousin’s appearance – that’s what many people say when they first see me. One of the brothers’ aunts (or aunts) once asked me, ‘When in the country?’ That day I politely removed his confusion.

But there is no point in resolving the confusion by coming to the Bauvat ceremony. Some of the guests were confused, the bride herself could only tick the correct answer!

At least a dozen guests came with me and shook hands. There was a hint of confusion in some people’s eyes. I just broke the mistake of those who thought I was my cousin and pushed me to the seat. Someone said, “You know me, I’m your ‘so-and-so’ uncle, Elephant Road home.” I shouted at him and told him my name. The gentleman’s confusion did not seem to subside. I did not try to disappoint him. Tactically I took a picture of her on my mobile (for later recognition), but the picture was not clear.

At one point, three young men came to me and asked, “Brother, don’t worry. Are you the groom or the groom’s brother? ”

I retorted, “What do you think?” They said they were divided. I replied, “The groom is my brother.”

2. How old will the young woman be, sixteen or seventeen? The festive atmosphere of the community center seemed to welcome him. She has been dressed so beautifully that if you look at it suddenly, it may seem that the marriage was hers. But child marriage has been postponed for now.

If you want a picture can be taken, no one will mind. If you want to take a picture of someone, you have to take permission politely. The only exception to this rule is the wedding ceremony, especially in the city. Anyone can be photographed without permission in any marriage program, at least that’s what I’ve seen. If you are lucky, some people may even smile in front of the camera.

This girl is not smiling. Of course, I have no problem with that, because I’m not going to take pictures of him. Nor do I want to be known. Gentlemen who look at a completely unfamiliar girl for a while do not support it. Girls are the mother race. They have to be respected.

But it feels a little bad to accept one thing. It looks like a sack that encloses with a drawstring. If there is pain in the legs or any such problem, it seems that people use black steel sticks as support.

At this age, it’s supposed to be rushed. If the ceremony was for the bridegroom, he would take the team and stop the bridegroom at the gate and demand gate money. I saw in the advertisement of bKash on TV (as far as I can remember), a group of young women stuck the gate in front of the groom and demanded 3 thousand rupees and said “if you don’t give 3 thousand rupees you will not leave the gate”. But the situation here is different. In the capital, 3 thousand rupees can not be gate money. At least I had to ask for 10 thousand rupees!

After all these calculations, the girl is sitting in the chair. One row from my chair to the left of the front hand. The heroism of the community center has increased a lot. The program is freezing. Bangla-Hindi mixed playlist songs are floating in the gentle volume. The rolling festive lights are on. The whole place has become lively. The girl is still sitting. He may not like to walk on crutches. Realizing the matter should feel bad.

But he proved my guess wrong in a matter of seconds. The black stick I saw in his hand was not really an ordinary stick, it was the craze “selfie stick” of this era. He grabbed the handle of the stick with one hand and pulled it with the other hand to increase the length of the selfie stick. Then he attached his mobile phone to the selfie stick and started taking selfies one after another with different faces. Strange postures, strange in this world! Just watching and experiencing 🙂