Taste…

STORY APNE APNE Aparna Basu
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…….strings of marigold……tuberoses…..jasmine scented agarbattis…..rows of satin covered chairs with golden ribbons tied into equal sized bows…..dainty pint sized cucumber sandwiches….symmetrical slices of home made madeira cake…..english rose engraved porcelain cups of streaming hot, freshly brewed darjeeling silver tips…….delicately crocheted lace lined dais upholding the ahuja branded microphones……perfect setting staged for the silver jubilee celebrations…..

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the date coinciding with international women’s day even intensifying the festivities to another high…..twenty five years of her life accumulated into a prized possession….her organisation working for the rights of women…..as she walked confidently towards the crackling microphone…. a trail of scent lingered encompass……..a whiff of perfume from the slender yellow figurine bottle of “topaz” with a diamond shaped cover….the milky mellowness of the age defying “oil of olay” drops……….

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a bottle of topaz

the corny starchy smell of her off white pure lucknowi chikan saree…….as she delivered her speech on every possible issue on women’s rights……..infanticide………gender sensitization……..eve-teasing……rape……..molestation…..dowry……….widow remarriage……..domestic violence………laws…………acts……….punishments……..her diamond studded nose ring sparkled to produce colored lights of the spectrum………….her finely manicured fingers moved with ease as if they were a magic wand………

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as usual she ended her speech by recalling an open house to the array of presswallas present……..questions flowed……..answers unparalleled……..an eye for an eye……..suddenly a ventilated denim clad……….jhola bearing…….pretty young thing clamored from  behind the nikons and canons……..ma’am……understanding and appreciating the works of your organisation towards the emancipation of women……..at the personal level, was the maid…….your house help provided with something special on this women’s day………..she answered without batting her mascara laden eyelids………

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prior to this meeting the maid………her house help……..shyamoli had been treated to a lunch at the costliest restaurant in town……..a cascade of claps……..a standing ovation……..and a headline for the next day’s news was thus created……..the only report that the papers didn’t carry was the conversation that she had with the maid……her house help over lunch…..as shyamoli had gushed about this being the tastiest meal of her life…….innocently she had asked shyamoli…… what had been the most distasteful meal of her life……..a question had answered her question…….. have you ever tasted alcohol infused saliva with semen and tears all at once……..shyamoli asked…….silently shaking her head she too had muttered under her breathe…….i have……..yes, i have………..#taste



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