Bhagirathi Mohanty

Abstract Tragedy Classics

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Bhagirathi Mohanty

Abstract Tragedy Classics

The Actual Heir

The Actual Heir

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There stands a huge mansion and in it a  mad widow in the  distant part of the village . She was gray-haired and lanky. .But her voice was symphonic. She mesmerized passersby  with her melodious song  They stopped there some minutes  to listen to her mellifluous song.  Conclusively, perceived her  and moved past.

        People of her time told that she had a happy family with a daughter the most beautiful one anon. They loved her and cared her to the optimum. Her husband, Kumar worked in a steel plant and received a capacetic pay. He had also other sources of income from market complex and farm land.

      He came  home otherwise it needed. In the intirm , he invited his relatives and notable citizens and renowned musicians in the town to take part in the musical program. His main intention was to apprise his wife, Anupama's talent as a proficient singer.He enjoyed with them to the optimum and appulsed 

Day and night his kinsmen straight right to his home in his absence and never left until they were asked for.

   All went well up to the disaster . Kumar's only daughter died of chickengunia .   All entertainment shows came to a stop unexpectedly . It was a great shock to them. Anupama broke down altogether. She always sang elegy. Kumar thought in order to take her away from the melancholic state he had to espouse a child. But boy or girl!  

     In her cheerful mood he asked her," Anu, forget the past which is irreparable. I assimilate your trouble but we can not act against what is pre written. Time has glossed. We can not have an offspring of our own. In such a circumstances, we have to take on a juvenile. But which will be better a male or female child ?I think a female offspring will serve the purpose because a girl child in course of time will be more emotional and attached to us than a boy  In future when he came round that he is acquired to them , he might pretend with us and squander the properties I have saved with the sweat of my brow."

   It was done which Kumar decided. A girl of five who was a cherub and neglected by her kins men was taken on home.

   Elina the waif , was very brilliant in schooling. She proved fruitful to them as she did exceedingly well in all exams. She was also taught singing by  Anupama. At her marriageable age a suitable dude was in search, who would inhabit permanently after marriage

     A dude who joined newly in the police department concurred to it.

  It was the beginning of  a favourable time in Kumar's family. Very soon Elina brought forth a male child which magnified the happiness.

      Instantly, a series of misfortune shadowed the happy times. Kumar died from an explosion in the steel plant. The birth of the second child,a son brought with him the un pleasant news of the demise of his father in a clash with the revolutionaries. It was a great shock to Anupama and Elina. The long cherished dream shattered in to pieces. Subsequently, Elina suffered from fungal infection. She was shifted to Brich candi hospital  in Mumbai. Lakhs of rupees were paid out for her treatment. The more she put in order the more it required. In the long run, all her attempts were futile. The death of Elina in fungal  infection over burdened   Anupama, in the shape the responsibility of her two sons. Without proper guidance they turned vagabonds and desipated money after useless purposes.

     At this stage she lost her mental balance and became mad. Her relatives appeared again with ill- intention. They pretended to help her and sold out the properties and disbursed the money among themselves. Anupama had nothing to do with it. She remained busy in singing and dancing. She ate , slept and spoke at will.Her grand sons blotted. Her kinsmen stopped visiting her when she became penniless. She famished for days together. No neighbour extended their hands of help. Out siders halted only for some minutes to listen the song from her. 

     Along with the passing of time no song echoed the mansion. Did she stop singing or claimed some amount in stead of her songs she delivered?Some volunteers were in doubt as to her living. They trespassed the edifice. They found the  singer slept cozily . The melody queen was no more there to delight the passersby and refresh their minds .The corpse was followed by thousands of music mass and lovers of her lullaby . She was cremated in Swargdwar.

 Thus came to an end of a scholastic singer. The broken edifice stood as a mute witness of the unforgettable life of a Carol of songs .

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