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EVERY SUNDAY EBOOKS (Poet - Writer - Publisher, India) www.facebook.com/glory.sasikala
Diwali was drawing near. The Maid was back home. She lived a few houses away from her brother’s house. Her mother lived with her brother. In fact, the whole street was occupied by her relatives. They were early settlers who had bought land and built their houses there.
Her mother sat on a
stool, while she herself sat on the floor, a vantage arrangement that allowed
her mother to oil, massage and comb her hair.
“Did you get all the
Diwali Bonuses?” asked her mother.
“Yes. Most of them have
gave me 500 Rupees extra with my salary. All of them, except one. “
“Except one? Which one?”
“The lady you like so
much. The one who gave us all those saris.”
“Yes. Those saris are all
new – and so lovely! I don't know what she was thinking. The silk sari alone
costs more than Rs. 1500/-. She is a
little crazy, yes?”
“Yes. But she is
beautiful. She doesn’t wear those saris anymore, she said. She wears salwar
kameez. I once saw her wearing a sweatshirt and jeans.”
“Saris or no saris,
Diwali Bonus is just that - bonus. She must pay up. Ask her.”
The Maid turned to her
mother.
“I can’t, Amma. She’s
already given so much! She’s given me these beautiful bangles too.”
“Hmmmm...And will the
saris and bangles buy you anything? They are not the same as money.”
The maid sighed. A little
money would go a long way...The boys were asking for crackers.
“Ask her and be done.”
“Okay.”
But the maid could not do
that. She was too tongue-tied. But she was frustrated. Surely, the woman knew
she should give her a bonus?
“Ma, I’ll be coming in
late today. They family downstairs has asked me to come in soon.”
It was a statement, not a
request.
“Oh...I was going
out...Okay, fine. Come in the evening.” Sunita said.
She had noticed the
subtle changes in the maid’s behaviour. The dust was getting pushed under the
couch. Dishes were not put back in their rightful places. A cup was broken but she was not informed.
“The cup is broken.”
“Yes, Amma. It broke two
days back when I was cleaning it.”
“You should have informed
me. Why didn’t you?”
“I forgot, Amma. I'm
sorry. I will do so the next time.”
Unfortunately for Sunita,
her brother sent her a gift that week, and it arrived when the maid was there.
It was a vegetable cutter.
“That is so convenient,
Amma.” The maid eyed the gift. “I will be buying one with the bonus I received
for Diwali.”
Sunita smiled. She got
the hint but pretended not to notice. She was a kind-hearted woman. It was just
a year since the maid had joined, and she had been giving her a lot of things
right through the year. Costly saris and yes, a little money here and there
when the maid asked for it. She always brought back something for the maid
whenever she went shopping, small knick-knack - some bangles, some plastic
flowers…. She sometimes gave her the snacks she made and told her to give it to
her children. But she now realized that nothing was as valued as a Diwali
Bonus.
“Ma, I won't be coming
for three days. I am taking leave for Diwali.”
“Three days! That's a
long time,” Sunita said.
“Yes. We celebrate Diwali
very grandly. My sons have asked for crackers worth Rs. 4000/-. I will be
buying them crackers with the bonus money I received.”
Sunita smiled and said, “Have
fun. Happy Diwali!”
Diwali was over. The Maid
was back. The month was ending.
“Ma, can you give me some
money? My son needs to repair his bicycle, and I don’t have any money left.
Sunita said, “I will give
you your salary.”
She gave the woman her
salary and the extra Rs. 500/-
“This is your Diwali
Bonus.”
The Maid smiled happily.
She had finally received the Bonus. God! How that had rankled!
“Thank you Amma. This
will be of so much help.”
Just then the doorbell
rang.
Two women stood there.
They lived in a hut nearby and were daily wage earners.
“Amma, you asked us to
come.”
"Yes, I have a few
saris. I would like you to take them. Also, this is a new cooker I bought and a
few vessels. There are also some groceries like rice and dal and oil. This is
part of the yearly charity work I do. I generally give it to people working for
me, but I have just given my maid her Diwali Bonus. So, I would like to give
you these things. God Bless you and your family.”
She also gave them some
money.
The women thanked her
profusely and touched her feet and left bearing the gifts.
The Maid watched the
proceedings with big eyes.
"Amma, you could
have given those things to me.”
“Ah, but I have given you
your Diwali Bonus,” said Sunita, smoothly. “Now, could you please sweep the
dust and pick it up instead of pushing it under the couch?”