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|by Prof. Arundhati Sarkar|
About ten years ago, I was posted in a suburban town near Kolkata. I used to visit my permanent residence in Kolkata once a month during a weekend. I had just returned to my workplace on Monday morning by a local train and was walking across the platform to the sound of tingling rickshaw bells in order to look for a rickshaw. Usually, a lot of bargaining takes place before a rickshaw can be hired and I was talking to one such rickshaw puller when I overheard an interesting exchange between two rickshaw pullers.
I am puzzled when I think of the two fathers - a poor rickshawpuller and an engineer. How could the second man be so merciless? He too was a father! I feel sorry for him as he denied himself the joys of fatherhood for the first time in his life! He has remarried but how did his heart fail to bleed at the thought of being separated from his only daughter then!
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