BARISAL MEMORIES,,,,,,,

I was talking to Boudima , my father's elder sister, about the trip and there came out a bag of memories. Boudima is 80+ and has a lot to share about her place.  She spoke about her maternal grandfather Bankim Dasgupta's house. This is in Barisal district in a village called Goila. Her grandfather was a Jotdar in the village... a rich man I suppose. She fondly recalled that the house had a courtyard in the centre and had four individual houses belonging to four cousins  The house on the west side was her Mamabari. She also remembered her stay there ehn she used to go and wash her hands after dinner in the water body Her mama's son Shilpida, as she called him , used to take her  When she would wash her hands he would flash the torch on the water and she could see hundreds of fish come to eat the rice which she had just washed off her hands. Shilpida would use a special device comprising of a stick and a few needle like things to catch a few fish. 
In the room of her grandfather's mother there was a vault  She remembers that there was a gap between the wall and the vault where a lamp would burn all the time  The old lady would refill it with oil  It was said that if there was a lakh of rupees in the vault the lamp would burn always !!!

Her paternal grandfather, Rajanikanta Sen, also belonged to the same village.. His house, Kalupara Sen er Bari, was a modest one. That house has incidentally become the hospital now . She recalls the Durga Puja of this house as the idols here only comprised of   Goddess Durga, Laxmi, Saraswati Ashur and the lion  The two sons of Goddess Durga, Kartik and Ganesh, were missing . The idols would wear regular clothes which would be changed everyday  She also remembered that the caretaker of this house Laxmida had shown her a room full of coconuts, all from the trees which belonged to the house.  

The partition has created a gap between the two countries but the soul of this lady still remains there. the boundaries created by us, humans , have caused pain in many.

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