Shadow

Shravan had just started. As usual, the sun-shadow had started. Even in 'Sahavas' there was greenery everywhere. The various flowers that some residents planted and nurtured with gusto had tapori flowers. In short, the area of ​​'Sahwas Vriddhasram' was decorated with natural beauty. In this way, the newly arrived 'she' was sitting on a wooden bench in the garden. Although both of them had voluntarily registered two days ago, both of them had given different names. So the possibility of both of them knowing each other was so unclear. That's why I as the director of 'Sahvas' always got a satisfaction from doing what was done for these two so that they don't feel alone when other new comers and after that procedure both of them sat quietly today.

Vasant Lele means seventy-five years or two behind him, a gentleman with a 'moon' in the middle of his head and silver around it, a fair complexion, shaved in the morning, sharp eyes, round-framed glasses with golden rims, purple t-shirt, blue jeans. Was sitting wearing it. White and white saree worn all over the body, off-white half-sleeve blouse of creamy color on the body, head Vasantrao was accompanied by a pair of bangles on his silver-coated hair, round black-framed glasses. In the last couple of days of meetings, both of them had seen a complete satisfaction evident in even the slightest wrinkles on their faces, but at the same time, a kind of confusion was also evident, and therefore I did not know exactly what was going on in their minds. As they were strangers to each other, it seemed a little difficult for them to talk to each other. I was sitting on my chair, watching them back and forth from the front window, thinking how to remove the difficulty in their behavior.

And then Vasantrao started talking, "Do you also like Mogra's alarm?"

Vasantrao realized that this was not the right start when the subject ended with the reply of Nasandai saying, "You too? Every woman in the world likes Mogra's alarm". Again there was silence for a while. Just then, Oka, who was staying in room number 12, played loud classical music on his personal VCR player, which Hatta had taken from behind, while Jayamavashi quickly rushed to room number 12. What happens is that after working on posts like managers and retiring, some people get used to taking care of everyone, Oak is one of the older members, so someone has to keep an eye on them all the time. Anyway! This After all the confusion was over, it was realized that Vasantrao had got a topic to talk to. Taking subjects like music, drama, film, painting, etc., Gadi once moved to personal life. Vasantrao's life was very happy. He himself retired as a branch manager in a nationalized bank, the son became a software engineer and settled permanently in the USA. Ardhangini passed away from this world two years ago. First working all day in the bank, then nursing his wife who suffered from brain haemorrhage, now he wakes up alone to eat at home, so he came to Samhaas seeking 'companionship'. Even the life of Nashdai was happy like that. She retired after performing as a headmaster in 'Vidyaprabodhini'. The husband was retired from Maharashtra Life Authority. The girl got married and shifted to Canada. After suffering from paralysis for four years, Rashdai's paralysis was relieved two months ago. First a whole day going to school, classes; After that, the day-night cycle that was made for the husband, he was no longer alone in the house, hence the expectation of 'sahavasa' had climbed the steps of 'sahavasa'. All this was actually written by him in the form as well and so it was not important for me or the association to know it, but it was certainly important for us that in such a relaxed first meeting both of us were expressing ourselves without reservation. Basically someone here will take care of us, ours, while voluntarily coming into the association