NABINNUTAN !!!

NABINNUTAN

WRITTEN BY: ARINDAM SAIN

EPISODE: 01

Prakash Pramanik got the posting as a Postmaster in Suryanagar village. His grandfather, Pashupatinath Pramanik had a property in this village which got sold by his two sons and one daughter. Prakash is the eldest son of Pashupatinath's youngest son, Parimal Pramanik.  

Location: Suryanagar Post Office

Bhola (A substaff of Post Office): Good morning Sir ! I hope that you have faced no such trouble in your journey towards this village.

Prakash: No, no, not at all. I came in a Passenger Train. It was a comfortable journey. 

Bhola: Bhalo ! Bhalo ! Besh bhalo ! This is our small post office of this remote village. Ei Ramakanta, new Postmaster has come, bring some tea and snacks quickly.

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After completing his work, at around 5 PM, Prakash went to a house just at a 10 minutes walking distance from the Post Office. The previous Postmaster used to stay in this house only. Quite well furnished and just opposite to the Suryanagar High School building, but, in between, there is a big playing ground of the school. Rathin, the landlord came out with a big smile from the adjacent house.

Rathin: Namaskar Sir ! Namaskar ! I am the landlord of this house. Haripada Sir got transferred last week but he requested me to give this house on rent to you only.

Bhola: Who else will stay on rent in your house in this remote village ? Jattosab ! Sir, I am going now. Tomorrow morning, Nutan will come to clean your house and cook some breakfast.

Rathin: Nutan is our maid-servant. Quite obedient and cooks well nowadays as she is getting trained by my wife. Tonight, you will eat dinner at our house, Sir. Come in, come in.

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Location: Inside the dining room of Rathin's house

Rathin: Sir, we have been maintaining this tradition for last five years. Whenever a new Postmaster comes to our village, he has to eat the first dinner at our house. Koi go, khidey peye gelo je khub.

Kumodini: Ei toh, bhaath baara hoye gache. Nutan, thaala gulo niye aaye Maa. Namaskar, Sir.

Prakash: Namaskar.

Rathin: This is my wife, Kumodini. Ei Raghav, come here. This is my 12 years old boy, Raghav. Ekdum amaar mato ee bicchu cheley tairi hoyechey. Sir, we don’t have any dining table, I hope you will not mind.

Prakash: No, no, not a problem. In our childhood days, I used to visit this village during school vacations. My grandfather’s name is Pashupatinath.

Rathin: O Hari, you are Pashupatinath's grandson. Baah ! Baah ! besh besh. Grandson of a great Zamindar.

Nutan: Ei je boudi ! Khabaar er thaala. Torkaari r baatigulo aanchi.

Prakash's eyes fell on Nutan, a 17 years old beautiful dusky skinned girl wearing a yellow colored dress. Nutan just gave a look at him and then went inside the kitchen to bring the bowls of curries.

Rathin: Ei toh torkaari o choley esechey. Posto barrha taa beshi kore khaan, Sir; raat e daarun ghum hobe. How is the taste of the foods, Sir ?

Prakash: Too good ! 

Rathin: My wife is having one good quality. She cooks tasty foods. 

Kumodini: One must not talk too much while eating.

Rathin and Prakash: Ha ha ha.

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EPISODE: 02

Location: In a pond of Suryanagar.

Nabin: Daadu ! As per all those theories in those Sanskrit books, is it not a sin to catch these innocent fishes ?

Kenaram (Nabin's grandfather): Theoretically, it is a sin but practically, it is not, as we, the humans also have to survive. You will understand that what we read in books and what we actually do in our life, there are lots of differences. That's life ! Do one thing, you just swim at that end of the pond and create water ripples as much as possible. I will throw the fishing net just from the other end to catch more fishes. 

Nabin: Ok, Daadu.

Nabin is the only child of Samarendra and Nayanika. Samarendra sacrificed his life as a soldier of Indian Army in the India Vs Pakistan war in 1971. Nabin's mother died of Tuberculosis in 1973. Kenaram already lost his wife due to lung cancer long ago. Kenaram's younger son, Barindra got a job in a coal company and is now posted at Dhanbad. Being an orthodox Brahmin, Kenaram now has a desire to make Nabin a priest like him, so, that, Nabin stays in this village to become his successor as a priest in the Shiv Mandir of Suryanagar. Nabin studies in Suryanagar High School and will be appearing in Madhyamik Examination this year.

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Location: Inside Prakash's House

Nutan: How is the taste, Sir ?

Prakash: In Kolkata, when we used to go to morning school, we used to eat Hinger Kochuri and Cholar Daal a lot in our tiffin time. Daarun ranna korechish. Hing peli kotha theke?

Nutan: Kumu boudi diyeche, Sir.

Prakash: This village is making me nostalgic. Can you see that Suryanagar High School building just beside that playing ground ? My grandfather Pashupatinath donated so much money to construct that building. 

Nutan: Jaani Sir. A statue of your grandfather is kept there inside the school premises. I am a student of that school only. I will appear for Madhyamik Examination this year.

Prakash: What ! You still study in school ?

Nutan: I have failed in Class IV, Class VII and Class VIII once. The syllabus of Class IX was so difficult, but, due to one of my friend, I passed in the exam. I have to go to school now, Sir. I will come again at 6 PM to cook foods for your dinner.

Prakash: Ok.

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Location: Near Jabajheel which is at a distance of few meters from the backside of Shiv Mandir

Nutan: Hooh ! Dhappa !

Nabin (sitting below an old oak tree at the banks of Jabajheel): I can feel that you are coming. 

Nutan: Taholey chomkey geley kano suni ! Khaali mitthey katha. Do you know, a new Postmaster has come in our village. Very polite in nature, not so rough like the previous one. 

Nabin: As polite as your Maama ?

Nutan: My Maama is the best Maama of the world, but, Maami is a witch. 

Nabin: We both are orphans. What a tragedy ! Pakistani soldiers killed my father and a promoter of Kolkata murdered your father, Jagadish. But, why your mother committed suicide ?

Nutan: My mother, Sutapa was working as a receptionist in a private company but that company got closed after a few months. Then came another shock, the murder of her husband. As my father went for a love marriage by fighting alone against all his relatives, no one cared about my mother and me also, as I am a girl child who is generally treated as a liability of any family in our society.

Nabin: No, no, not everyone thinks like that. I would rather feel lucky to be a father of a girl child. Your mother could have tried for another job in Kolkata.

Nutan: Not an easy task as she was mentally so depressed. My father took so many loans from moneylenders. My mother was getting mentally harassed by the moneylenders. Then my mother came to her elder brother's house. Maami, as usual, used to mentally harass her. One day, my mother told Maama that she is going for an interview in Kolkata. Next day, her dead body was found at the same plot where my maternal grandfather's last rites was completed. 

Nabin: She consumed excessive amount of rat poison. She was too depressed.

Nutan: Leave it. Change the topic. I don’t want to look back at my past. The sun is going down in the west. I have to go now. Tata.

Nabin: Tata.

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EPISODE: 03

Location: Inside the Section C classroom of Class X

Ramprasad (Headmaster of Suryanagar High School): We have received all the Admit Cards of the upcoming Madhyamik Examination. Your class teacher, Mrinal Babu will distribute it after a few minutes. This school has a good reputation in Madhyamik Examination. Many students have been kept in the same class for 2 years to become better in their studies, and we have seen in the past also, that students who have failed so many times in the junior classes have succeeded in getting star marks in Madhyamik Examination. This is the first important examination of your life. Make it count, make it a moment of pride for you, for your family members and for your school. Those who have got low marks in Pre-Test, don’t feel demotivated. What you have failed to do in the Semi-Final match, you have the golden opportunity to achieve that in the Final match. Best of luck to you all.

Students of the Class X-C: Thank you, Sir.

Ramprasad: Mrinal Babu, distribute the Admit Cards and take their signature on the ‘Admit Cards Receiving Register'. As it is Saturday, please stay back after 2.30 PM. We will have a meeting for one hour regarding the seating arrangements of Madhyamik Exams. The students of Hatia High School and Kharibati Vidyashram will be having their Madhyamik Exam seats in our school. So, see you at 2.30 PM at our staff room.

Mrinal (Class Teacher of Section X-C): Ok, Sir.

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Location: Inside Prakash's house

Nutan: Sir, I want to take leave for some days as just 10 days left for our Madhyamik Examination. From day after tomorrow, I will not come to work till the Madhyamik Examination is over.

Prakash: Then, how can I have my breakfast and dinner ?

Rathin (After hearing everything from outside the door): Supravat Sir ! Ektu bhetorey aaste paari ?

Prakash: Aasun, aasun. 

Rathin: You must be worried about breakfast and dinner ! Don’t worry, when Nutan will be on leave, I will bring breakfast and dinner from my house for you. I am a foodie and I have made each and every postmaster, a foodie like me. 

Prakash: What a talent you have indeed !

Nutan and Rathin: Ha ha ha.

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Location: Below the oak tree on the banks of Jabajheel

Nabin: Time flies so fast. It looks as if we started our school life, a few moments back, and now, today, the school teachers and our juniors gave us a farewell party. There were tears in so many eyes. 

Nutan: Everything has an ending to have a new beginning. My Maama is of the opinion that life is nothing but a cycle of happiness and sorrow. The cycle goes on and on, only the scenario changes.

Nabin: Tumi naa ekta paaka buri. You are talking in spiritual terms just like my Daadu. 

Nutan: I can understand the pain. Even I will miss this sweet school life. But, at least, one consolation, that you will be with me even after the school life. Dekhi sona, ekta chumu khaai. Mmmuaah.

Nabin: Almost everyone thinks that we are just good friends, but, only our close friends know that we are lovers. Mmuuaah. Kothay seat poreche tomaar ?

Nutan: In Haripur High school. Where yours ?

Nabin: Ghatihara Fakirchand Vidyapith.

Nutan: Ha ha ha....dekho abaar, ghatihara fakir hoye jeyo naa jano ! Give me a hug dear. We will not meet each other till our exams are over. Mmmuaah. Best of Luck.

Nabin: Best of luck to you too. Mmmuaah. 

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Location: Inside Jagannath's House

Manasi (Jagannath's wife): Madhyamik Examination will be over tomorrow. It is time to think about Nutan's marriage now. Boli katodin aar bhaagni ke bosiye bosiye khaowaabe. Your daughter, Jamini is also growing up.

Jagannath (Maternal uncle of Nutan): Kaar mukh dekhey je tomaake biye korte gechilum, ki jaani. You should have been named as Manthara instead of Manasi. Sob e ektu besh jomiye radio r ‘Vividha Bharati' channel e, Hemanta aar Manna r gaan sunchi, shuru hoy galo tomaar ghyanghyanani.

Manasi: Nutan will become a girl of 18 years old next week. My aunty, Girija is looking for a good bride for her son.

Jagannath: Oh ! That aunty, that witch ! Hey bhagaban, rakkha karo. 

Manasi: Ok ! I am bad, my aunty is bad, but, Girija aunty's son, Gopinath has got a job of a ticket checker in Indian Railways recently. He is a government servant. Nutan will be happy forever. Also, they are all from ‘Scheduled Caste' like us.

Jagannath: Don’t bring caste system into this. I hate those caste system. I have never taken any facilities of ‘Scheduled Caste' quota in my life. This caste system is just another tool of politics by applying ‘Divide and Rule' policy. Anyway, as he is a government servant, we may proceed.

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EPISODE: 04

Location: Below the oak tree at the banks of Jabajheel

Nabin: Since class VIII, I became too serious in my studies and then you fell in love with me. After falling in love with me, you also started to study well. 

Nutan: You failed in Class II, Class V and then in Class VIII. Thanks for failing in Class VIII. I was in Section VIII-A and you were in Section VIII-B in its previous year. We both failed in Class VIII and then we came together next year in Class VIII-C to start our love story.

Nabin: He he he…you still remember everything. We still love each other so much. I always love this place because from here I can see so many ducks doing romance with each other while roaming in Jabajheel. Even these rabbits behind the bushes of this oak tree also do so much romance. A romantic ambience out here ! 

Nutan: Nobody comes here to disturb us also as it is at the backside of the Shiv Mandir. A beautiful place ! But, our love story may have a sad ending unless you show courage and cooperation.

Nabin: Sorry ! I can’t get you. 

Nutan: My Maami is looking for a groom for me. It is Girija aunty's son, Gopinath, a Government Servant. They will come to see me next week.

Nabin: Tell your Maama, that you are in love with me.

Nutan: There is no problem with my Maama. Maama will accept you. Maama don’t believe in caste system. You are from a Brahmin caste. Your Daadu will never accept me. Two years back, in the nearby Hijliganj village, a Brahmin girl got killed for marrying a boy of scheduled caste. There is only one option we have. Either you do as I say or I may commit suicide just like my mother did.

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Location: Inside Prakash's House

Prakash: Ki re ! You are coming to work after a long leave. How was your exams ?

Nutan: Good ! I will pass the exam, Sir.

Prakash: You can call me Prakash Daa. In Kolkata, I have an younger sister just almost of your age. Pratima is studying in Class IX now. But, why your face is so dull today ? Are you feeling tensed about the Madhyamik results from now on only ?

Nutan: Have you ever fallen in love, Prakash Daa ?

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Location: On the village path near Jabajheel

Bashtam Balaram (A folk singer and devotee of Radha & Krishna singing a song): 

‘O Radhe, O Radhe, each and 

every day, Krishna will keep on 

loving you more and MORE; 

wherever you go, chases you, 

the sound of his flute, that 

you can never ever IGNORE.

Without love, 

life has no MEANING; 

true love has 

no ENDING; 

hatred, jealousy and 

selfishness will not help 

you to achieve ANYTHING; 

without love, humanity and 

kindness, the purpose of your 

human life is basically NOTHING.

O Radhe, O Radhe, both you and 

Krishna will keep on taking REBIRTH; 

in different characters, in different 

areas of this planet EARTH. 

Radha's & Krishna's love for each 

other will always remain forever 

and it is EVERGREEN; 

it is indeed the 

purest form of love, 

the world has ever SEEN.’

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Nabin (Running towards the folk singer): O Balaram Kaka, daarao ektu.

Bashtam Balaram: Oho ! Nabin ! How are you ? How is your grandfather ?

Nabin: All is well. Please come with me, near that oak tree.

Bashtam Balaram: What do you want here ?

Nabin: I want you to construct a small ‘Radha Krishna' Temple just beside this oak tree. I fell in love at this place. I do romance here. Even look at the ducks, look at the rabbits. They all do romance here. A ‘Radha Krishna' statue must be there in a place of romantic ambience. 

Bashtam Balaram: You have fallen in love ! Too much romance within your heart. Radhe Radhe, Jai Shri Krishna. I can’t say about a temple, but, I have one small statue of ‘Radha Krishna' in my bag. Take it as a gift. Aasol mandir toh hridmajhare roy re khokha, hridmajhare roy. You keep this statue under this oak tree. Give me some time, I will surely take the initiative to construct a ‘Radha Krishna' temple here. Tor Daddu toh purohit ee roilo, prempujaari hotey paareni, kintu tui hoyechish. Ekdum baap er jogya byata tui. Take care of yourself. Bye.

Nabin: Bye ! Balaram Kaka.

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Location: Inside Prakash's house

Prakash: Once upon a time, I used to love a girl, Sreetama. But, her parents refused my marriage proposal, as I am not from a Kulin Brahmin Caste. Sreetama's parents forcefully got her married to a man from a Kulin Brahmin Caste.

Nutan: Forget the past. When you have regarded me as your sweet younger sister, it is now my responsibility to find a sweet bride for you. In every weekend, you go to Kolkata by train to visit your house. Have you noticed any other passenger like you ?

Prakash: Haan ! I have seen a madam for so many times, boarding from Suryanagar Station on weekends.

Nutan: Ha ha ha…sharp eyes of a postmaster indeed.

Rathin (after hearing everything silently from outside the door): Suprabhat Sir ! Bhetorey aasbo naaki ?

Prakash: Arrey, aasun, aasun.

Nutan: Jaah ! Rathin Daa has heard everything.

Rathin: Orrey, toder ei Rathin Daa ee ei graam er Byomkesh Bakshi, bujhli. Jaakge, jeta bolchilaam. Oh! Sir, the name of that lady is Misti Mukherjee. Sattyi jamon misti mukh, temni misti katha boley.

Prakash: Again, a girl of Brahmin caste. There is no point in wasting my time again.

Nutan: Give it a try, if the same problem persists, then, don’t proceed further.

Rathin: Not a bad suggestion, I think. Tomorrow, she will board the train to Kolkata. Make friendship with her, Sir. You are the only bachelor Postmaster who got posted in our Suryanagar Post Office till date. I will transform you into a married man to create a new record. 

Kumoodini (While taking a look from outside the door): Sarajibon oi record ee tairi kore jaao.

Nutan and Prakash: Ha ha ha.

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EPISODE: 05

Location: Inside the Passenger train

Prakash: Excuse me ! Please don’t mind, but, I have seen you so many times in this train. Are you posted in Suryanagar ? 

Misti: I am the Geography Teacher of Suryanagar High School. You are the new Postmaster, right.

Prakash: Yes, you are right. You are from Kolkata ?

Misti: Yes, you get down from the bus at Rashbehari More. I get down at Mudiali. 

Prakash: My goodness, you know everything about me ! 

Misti: I was in the same batch in Ashutosh College. I saw you during union meetings, otherwise, the students of Physics Department are quite studious.

Prakash: Oh ! Wait wait wait ! Misti Mukherjee, a good writer of Geography research papers. Your articles got published in the college magazine every year. You are that Misti Mukherjee ! You write well, I have read your articles but never noticed you perhaps.

Misti: Sreetama and I were classmates in Vidya Bharati School. Saw you in our school days also, but, you didn’t notice me. In Nazrul Mancha, there was an ‘Inter School Drama Competition.’ You did the role of a dangerous villain and your school drama got the second prize. Our drama got the third prize. I was in our drama team too. I liked the drama of your Tirthapati Institution than the drama of Nava Nalanda school. 

Prakash: My goodness ! I have ignored so many things and you have observed everything. Frankly speaking, even I hardly gave any importance to you in this train also. Nutan told me about you.

Misti (with a cheeky smile): Actually, I told her to tell you about me. 

Prakash (with a surprise look): Se ki ! Why ? 

Misti (While holding the palm of his right hand and winking her left eye): You were in love with Sreetama for 8 months and you still need to be taught about these basic things. I liked that villain within you who can do anything for his lover. 

Prakash: Oho ! That was drama !

Misti: But, revolting against the management of Ashutosh College was not a drama. I liked a real fighter, but alas, you failed to fight against Sreetama's father.

Prakash: You are also a Brahmin.

Misti: But from a liberal family. Even if I marry you here in this train, my parents will accept it happily.

Prakash: Orre baapre ! Too much liberal it seems. Kothay elo ? Bardhaman dhuklo !

Hawker of Bardhaman Platform: Mihidana, Mihidana. 

Prakash: Khaabe naaki Mihidana ?

Misti: Not from the Bardhaman platform. I know a good sweets shop outside the Bardhaman Station. We can catch the next local train, it is 6.30 PM only.

Prakash: Not an issue. Let us go and enjoy Bardhaman Special Mihidana. Baari r jonnyo o kichutaa niye neowaa jaabe.

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Location: Below the Oak tree at the banks of  Jabajheel

Jyotin (Son of Panchayat Pradhan of Suryanagar Panchayat and a good friend of Nabin): We will witness a new style of wedding indeed. Ei, Urmila, katogulo kharh jaro kore aagun taa jwaala. 

Urmila (Classmate of Nutan and Nabin): Ok ! but where is Arindam ?

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Location: Inside the garden of Purohit Paramananda's house at Suryanagar Village

Arindam (Youngest brother of Arunoday, a local MLA): In the name of going to offer puja in Dakkhineswar and Kalighat, you board the train from Suryanagar Railway Station every Saturday afternoon. Then you get down at Champadanga. If I tell your wife about this thing, then your wife will send both you and your Champa to Pataldanga.

Purohit Paramananda (While enjoying rural hookah with a purr purr sound): Uff, ki badmaash chokhra tui, taamuk taa o shanti teh khete dibini. I will take 500 rupees.

Arindam: No problem. Just come with me.

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Location: Inside a reputed sweets shop outside Bardhaman Station

Prakash: But, Nutan never told me about this thing.

Misti: Both are of 18 years now. No legal complications. I have seen a rented house for them. I will provide them a contractual job also. At least, Nutan and Nabin will not be a victim of caste system.

Prakash: What about us ?

Misti: Let us go and get married in any temple nearby. I never had any affair, but, God is great to send my dream man to the place of my job posting. I am feeling like kissing you, but, can’t kiss you in a public place.

Prakash: Ha ha ha. You are bold and beautiful. I am starting to fall in love with you. 

A staff of that Sweets Shop: Ei nin apnaader du plate mihidana, aar kono misti laagbe ?

Prakash: Na ! Aar laagbena ! Jaah misti peyechi, sugar naa hoy jaaye amaar.

A staff of that sweets shop: Aggey Babu ! Aar kon misti khaaben ?

Misti: No ! No ! We are eating this only here. Pack two more packets of Mihidana separately and then you prepare the final bill.

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EPISODE:06

Location: Below the oak tree at the banks of Jabajheel

Purohit Paramananda: Or sithi teh sindur diye daao. Ek e opor ke maala poraao.

Arindam (classmate of Nutan and Nabin): Sudhu prem korteyi shikechish, naa shaankh bajaate paarish, naa paarish saree porte. Hopeless case !

Urmila (Arindam's girlfriend): You scold me so much. Uuh ! Wait, let me try again. 

Jyotin: Ei toh shaankh bejechey. Now time for 7 rounds of walk around this oak tree. Arindam, ulu de, ulu.

Arindam: Ei re, kaake diyeche Raja r paath ! 

Urmila: Uuh ! Hopeless case ! Ei dekho, eibhabhe ulu ditey hoy. Ulu ulu ulu ulu.

Purohit Paramananda: The rituals of this wedding are complete now. Both of them are legally married now. You all are witnesses of this marriage. Hey Jyotin, you have clicked photos. Let me see.

Jyotin: After 3 days.

Arindam: He he he…Ei je Purohit mashaai, ei nin 500 taaka. The name of that girl is Rupali, if I am not so wrong, you see !

Purohit Paramananda: Babah ! Lakkhi chele amaar. Don’t ruin my married life. I will help you whenever you want.

Urmila: Ei Nutan, why are you crying ?

Nutan: My Maama will feel so disappointed.

Arindam: Orrey ! Se sab byabostha o aami kore rekhechi. You cannot board the train without taking your Maama's blessings.

Nabin: My Daadu will also feel so bad. Jyotin, please give this letter to Balaram Kaka. He will deliver the letter to my Daadu.

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Location: Inside the ticket counter of Suryanagar Railway Station

Gobardhan (A Railway Staff): Arrey kaa ho bhaaya ! Yeh rail counter hain, kaise ghush gaya andar. Abhi bataaye Station Master ko !

Arindam: Ki hoyeche ? All of us are having platform tickets and no one will be boarding the train without a ticket. Our Jagannath Maama is a good friend of the Station Master. Your Station Master allowed us. So, don’t worry. Accha ! Aapne goud mein IAS Exam ka kitaab raakhe hain aap ! Rail Ticket counter mein naukri karte samay aap padhaai kar rahe hain. Abhi bataaye Station Master ko !

Gobardhan: Kya badmaash ladka hain. Please don’t disturb me, I will not disturb you also.

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Jagannath: Tomraa dujoneyi sukhey thaako. My blessings are with both of you. Have a happy married life. Nabin, please do take good care of her. I will surely visit your new address secretly very soon.

Motilal (Station Master of Suryanagar Railway Station): Jagannath Babu, ei je oder reservation ticket, tatkal e kete rekhechilam. The Mail Express train is coming. 

Jagannath: Ok ! Nabin and Nutan. Ei naao train er reservation ticket. Take your luggage. Both of you have taken your Madhyamik Admit Cards and Voter Cards ? Ok, fine ! Don’t worry, I am always there to help you. Board the train. Have a safe journey.

Nutan and Nabin (after boarding the train): Goodbye everybody.

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EPISODE: 07

Location: Inside the Shiv Mandir of Suryanagar

Bashtam Balaram: Your grandson has written this letter to you. 

Kenaram: You better read it.

Bashtam Balaram (reading the letter):

‘Dear Daadu,

I don’t know how you will react after hearing about my marriage with a Scheduled Caste girl, Nutan, but, I have learned from the Sanskrit books that marriage is the divine bonding of two souls who are in love with each other. Love breaks all barriers of caste, creed and religion. Theories written in those Sanskrit books are not just theories, but, as we don’t practice those theories, we say, ‘What we read in books, and what we actually do in our life, there are lots of differences.’ But, that's not life; showing the courage to practice those theories is the real life. If possible, try to forgive me for performing an inter-caste marriage. Also, kindly construct a small temple of ‘Radhakrishna' beside that oak tree near Jabajheel and please rename that oak tree in the memory of our love story, as “NABINNUTAN”.

Yours sincerely,

Grandson Nabin'

Kamalnath (A Brahmin devotee of Lord Shiva): Ghorh Kalyug ! Kalyug ! A Brahmin boy married a lower caste girl. Ghorh Kalyug ! You know, due to these sins only, God is getting angry nowadays. That's why, Mother Nature is so angry on us.

Bashtam Balaram: Just shut up ! It is for you such Brahmins, the Indian society is still suffering from superstitions and caste communalism. Love is love. Mother Nature is not angry for those lovers but for those Brahmins who help those businessmen who are illegally cutting down trees of forests. Your youngest son has become a ‘Kaath Maafia' of Hirannya Forest nearby. 

Kamalnath: Just mind your tongue. My son is just a businessman. People become so jealous when a Kulin Brahmin becomes a great businessman. Disgusting ! I must leave this place now.

Bashtam Balaram: Yes, that's better.

Kenaram: Balaram ! Unofficially, I am proud of our next generation. We have always followed the principles of the later years of Rig Vedic Age where politics of caste system came in. But, in the real ancient Rig Vedic Age, your ‘Karma’ decides what you actually are. My grandson has read all the theories so thoroughly.

Bashtam Balaram: He may become a better priest than you, provided you bring them back.

Kenaram: Not now, after some time. Let him also explore the world outside this village to gain more knowledge. In the meantime, we must construct a ‘Radhakrishna' temple beside that ‘Nabinnutan' tree.

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Location: At a Marriage Hall in Tollygunge

Sreetama: Congratulations to both of you. Misti, you are really a submarine. 

Misti: I have never told you, not to become a submarine.

Sreetama: At that time, Prakash was jobless, otherwise, I also had torpedoes.

Prakash: I think that it was not really about my unemployment issues at that juncture. My father has a reputed garments shop in Gariahat which is still so profitable. Basically, you were totally helpless in front of your conservative father. Oho ! A little kid is running towards you. Who is he ?

Sreetama: He is my 2 years old son. That person wearing a black blazer is my husband, Kunal. My husband works in ‘SAIL’. He has recently bought a four wheeler also. I am very happy with him, as you can see. Anyway, at last, you have got someone to get married. Bhalo theko tumi. Aaschi.

Prakash: Thik ache. Tumi o bhalo theko.

Sreetama: Thanks. Bye.

Misti: Actually, she is feeling jealous as I got married to you.

Prakash: Like me, maybe, she was also unaware of the fact that you used to like me secretly. Bechaari Sreetama, bodhoy ektu holeyo shock kheyeche go !

Misti: Uuh ! Darad ekebaare uthle porchey dekhchi. As I am standing beside you, that's why, Sreetama was talking too you for some minutes to make me angry, otherwise, she would have totally ignored you. She is so jealous on me now. Also, she was trying to pinch salts on your wounds, but, you don’t understand anything. Your character is so simple !

Prakash: Forget Sreetama now. Past is past. Have you heard the good news ? Both Jagannath and Kenaram have accepted the marriage of Nutan and Nabin. Next week, there will be the inauguration of ‘Radhakrishna' temple beside ‘Nabinnutan' tree.

Misti: What tree ? By the way, Nutan said that she vomited yesterday. Maybe, she is pregnant.

Prakash (whispering with a naughty expression): Don’t worry, you will also start vomiting very soon. A Postmaster's wife must not do delays in delivery cases.

Misti: Ha ha ha.

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Location: In front of ‘Radhakrishna' Temple of Suryanagar Village

Arunoday (Local MLA): It is really a privilege for me to inaugurate the ‘Radhakrishna’ temple beside this ‘Nabinnutan’ oak tree. From now on, rituals of any marriage can be performed in front of this ‘Nabinnutan' oak tree. Thank you.

Devotees of Radha Krishna (shouting with joy): Radhe Radhe, Jai Shri Krishna.

Arindam: All the students of our batch have passed the Madhyamik Examination. That's a good news. Amader good news taa kobe hobe ? I will not study further. My eldest brother will give me a new tractor. Tractor business is a very profitable business nowadays. 

Urmila: My parents have no objection. What about your parents ?

Arindam: All our family members  performed ‘Love Marriage' only, why should I break that tradition ? Subhasya Shigram. Purohit Paramananda has promised to conduct our marriage at a free of cost. We will marry after my parents meet your parents at your house tomorrow. Taah boley biye r din, bhoothni r mato makeup kore aasbina kintu. I love natural beauty.

Urmila: Uuh ! ekdin ektu makeup korbo, taate o jwaala. Hopeless case ! Uuh !

Arindam: Aah ! Ektu makeup, ektu natural. 

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Location: Inside the Dining Room of Rathin's house

Rathin: Welcome everyone ! Welcome ! Welcome ! Koi go, sabai esey giyeche. Ei Puti, taratari paribeshan kar. Nutan, in your absence, we have kept Puti as our maid-servant. Aasun Sir, bosun. Oh ! I forgot to tell you that Urmila is my own niece. Barhda r meye aar ki ! Arindam, boso boso.

Kumodini: Baah ! Daarun ! All three married couples are looking great. 

Raghav (with a camera): All of you stand closer. Time for a group photo. Smile please. 

Rathin: Ekdum amaar mato ee bicchu cheley tairi hoyechey. Ei, go now, it is time for dinner. Don’t disturb them. 

Kumodini: Everyone start eating now. Keyu lajja paabena kintu, aami nijer haath e sab ranna korechi.

Rathin: So, what are the future plans of three married couples ?

Misti: Prakash and me are planning to settle down here only.

Nabin: I am now planning to become the priest of Shiv Mandir.

Rathin: Baah ! baah ! Besh ! Besh !

Prakash: But, I think that Nutan must open a ‘Paathshala’ for the little kids of this village instead of working as a maid servant.

Nutan: Nice suggestion, Prakash Daa.

Rathin: Sir er suggestion bole katha !  Haan re Urmila, toder ki future plan ?

Urmila: He is planning to enter into Tractor business.

Rathin (while raising his eyebrows): Tractor business ! Ei re, Barhda sunley abaar khepey naa jaaye.

Arindam: Not only tractor business, I am also thinking to write a book on these incidents of our Suryanagar village and the name of that book will be “NABINNUTAN”.

Rathin (with a big smile on his face): Yes, yes, not a bad idea, everyone must know about these romantic incidents. This is the first time, that three newly married couples are having dinner in my house.

Kumodini: Abaar ekta record tairi korle, taai toh !

Everyone (Laughing out loudly): Ha ha ha.

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THE END