The greatest problem with being a Bengali is, you are cursed, if you are good at arts!
A few years back, one of a learned, elderly, "over enthusiastic in neighbouring affairs", neighbour arrived at my place.(quite much to my disliking, expectedly!!)
He was chit chatting with my parents, and suddenly, he realised, some spice was missing! That very point of time, I, quite unluckily, chanced before him.
His eyes glittered, just the way it happens, when a leopard sees a deer!!!
"Beta, what are you doing these days?" he couldn't help bluffing, being concerned.
"I write." I said.
"My nephew is also a writer, with a newspaper!" he was so happy!
"I am a painter." I said.
"My niece is a painter! Passed from the Government Art College!" he was starting to have fun!
"I am a photographer." I said, helplessly.
"My wife's cousin's son is also a freelance photographer!!"
I was seriously finding it tough to combat, this not-so-respectable neighbour of mine!
"And beta, what else?" he inquired.
"Uncle, I just turned gay!!!"
A few years back, one of a learned, elderly, "over enthusiastic in neighbouring affairs", neighbour arrived at my place.(quite much to my disliking, expectedly!!)
He was chit chatting with my parents, and suddenly, he realised, some spice was missing! That very point of time, I, quite unluckily, chanced before him.
His eyes glittered, just the way it happens, when a leopard sees a deer!!!
"Beta, what are you doing these days?" he couldn't help bluffing, being concerned.
"I write." I said.
"My nephew is also a writer, with a newspaper!" he was so happy!
"I am a painter." I said.
"My niece is a painter! Passed from the Government Art College!" he was starting to have fun!
"I am a photographer." I said, helplessly.
"My wife's cousin's son is also a freelance photographer!!"
I was seriously finding it tough to combat, this not-so-respectable neighbour of mine!
"And beta, what else?" he inquired.
"Uncle, I just turned gay!!!"
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