A moment of Eternity – Bhabani Bhattacharya

The Prisoner was once ready for her verdict. The choose known as out “Prisoner on the Bar”. There was faltering in his voice. There used to be a knot of bother and throbbing of the previous man’s heart. The Prisoner needed to get to the bottom of his drawback. So she smiled at him. because the decide cried he regarded away, and the Prisoner felt he was like her Father. There was black cap ready on the desk for the choose. It implied dying. It used to be meant for the decide to look like Yama. The convict pitied him for his trouble and liked him for his tenderness. There used to be mercy within the choose’s face. possibly he would no longer don the black cap. This was once the second of eternity. It was a condensation of all that took place. It used to be the second of a drowning individual yielding his remaining breath. perhaps the convict was once to be drowned not in river or tears or passion, however in mercy. but mercy used to be now not coming in spite of everything. The palms of the judge fumbled in opposition to the black cap. It supposed that the convict, the mum of Sona Mona was once to be condemned.

it is in this second of eternity that the life story of the convicted woman, the mummy of Sona Mona is flashed earlier than the eyes. Sona used to be a small woman kid, not more than 4 feet tall, who would bathtub joyously in the tap water of the wall. Mona was once youthful. Mona was a child lady whose identify had no meaning, however was meant to rhyme with Sona which supposed gold. the girl had these two small daughters.

Her husband used to be a shrunken man, with darkish circles under the eyelids. He was sleepless with concern. He had not wished to marry however because of his old grandmother who had inspired him announcing one day he could be excessive courtroom judge together with his finding out and would to find no problem in feeding an extra mouth. but unfortunately he lost the clerical job he had in the coal product owner’s place of job. His wife who needed to assist may lend a hand under no circumstances.

Then he received the job of a bus conductor. but he used to be already in poor health. He had fever. suddenly he commenced to cough and spewed up blood. For one second he was once considering of the nice issues he would purchase with his monthly pay and the free scientific support he would get. however the illness was once galloping inside. He had to be moved to the health facility, however the beds have been full. His wife nursed him. She thought of the story of Savitri and Satyavan and how Savitri had fought in opposition to Yama and brought again her husband from the dead. but the mother of Sona Mona may not be Savitri. Her husband expired.

Then she considered a way of suicide. There used to be a inventory of opium in the home which Grandmother used to take. She gave some to her two kids. rest she took herself. Her two youngsters died. but she lived. She considered shedding her sanity. but there was no manner she may lose her sanity. She thought of more than a few alternative routes of suicide. Drowning, hearth but to no avail. Mona had suckled dying out of her breasts and Sona had taken it out of her hands. Now she used to be presented for the verdict of the choose. She used to be charged with two cold blooded murders and attempt to suicide. She did not plead insanity. She confessed that she had completed it in full awareness. She hoped for loss of life as punishment from regulation.

but to her amazement, anger and disappointment the decision was once that she was once to reside. She would be imprisoned for four years. The second of eternity got here to an end with the sentence. She was once a sufferer of the outdated man’s mercy. She prayed for madness however it did not come. The ringing voices of her two little daughters whom she had killed rang in her ears.

This story is a pathetic tale of poverty. it is the woes of a helpless woman and a mom. What she had executed used to be to save her children from excessive poverty. She had wished to be Savitri. It displays the condition of an Indian lady left without a husband. She can’t fend for herself and she or he is left with no different option however suicide. it is a pathetic picture of poverty and hapless motherhood.


source by way of Anuradha Basu