is a great healer. Public memory is short, Wounds of unwelcome separation on
both sides went into oblivion. The time passed by. Nothing more happened.
the meanwhile Reeta's parents died, She missed her filial love too. She felt
nostalgic. She craved for her own husband, children and the hustle and bustle of
her public life. She pined for all her pets, orchards and what not. She often
dreamt of the pleasant all-busy life, she had lived at her own home.
dare she go back? Nobody had approached her for the purpose any longer, for
years. She was forlorn and helpless. She kept on yearning and always remained in
a pensive mood. Suddenly one day, Reeta Rani caught sight of some quadrupeds at
a distance. She gazed and gazed intently as they strayed, by chance, towards
her. Slowly and steadily, Reeta Rani recognised her pets, the milky cow and the
goat, she had tamed so fondly. She could not resist rushing out and fondling
them affectionately as before, as soon as they strayed into the compound.
the animals too, it did not take long to recognize their old mistress. They
lowed and bleated, jumped and danced around her. Their hilarious lowing and
bleating were notes of joyous signs from their very hearts in her company. Reeta
became quite emotional and almost hysterical in ecstasy in their midst. She felt
their mute expressions of mirthfulness as appeals, entreaties and beckoning to
her to return back home.
be her reckonings and interpretations were correct for her surprise-return was
as sudden and spontaneous as her tumultuous reception and welcome-ovation back
And, as evening approached nearer and the strayed animals
started moving homewards, Reeta un-wittingly caught hold of their tails and
plodded on behind and, along with them humming musically in tune with their
home-returning calls: and saying:
"May dear, dear pets, words fail me to express how I
had been yearning and pining for you all, My kith and kin, my friends and good
neighbors: I simply can’t, decline your
so affectionate offer. I am too glad to accompany you back home to Gerupora".
Engrossed, as she is in her own thoughts, while
accompanying her pets, she is startled and taken a back on hearing loud cry of
joy. "There…. There… my friends our cows and goats are coming. Suddenly
raising his hands, a villager in search of the strayed animals, cries aloud,
"Who is there catching hold of the tails of our cows and goats"? .
"Ah ha ! It is Reeta ji, our grand lady", retorts
"Really? Is she Reetaji" asked and elderly lady.
A tumult of joyous reception arose when men, women and
children, boisterous ovation. Cries
of mirthfulness rented the air.
"Welcome, grand-lady, welcome. Hearty greetings on
your happy return. Greetings from our very hearts and souls."
They shouted in unison as they encircled and danced around
her and took home in a mirthful procession. Reeta Rani loses no time in setting
her own house in order placing it on wheels again, and in enjoying her life
amidst her family members and others.
And, sooner than later, she finds herself as busy as ever
before in solving people's problem, setting their disputes and being amidst the
hustle and bustle, she had missed and aspired for long years in isolation.