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(There is no comfort
Without tranquility
O Lotus-eyed one )
When she sang the sound came from her deep throat like the
sad caw of a one-legged crow perched on the tamala tree.
She had experienced the heart of darkness. The dark rings
around her eyes betrayed the barrenness of her soul which
had silently suffered the excruciating pain of having to
watch her youngest daughter Shanta walk out on her .Her own
tranquility vanished when Shanta struck up a lustful
,defiant relationship with a peasant's son with absolutely
no chance of the relationship fructifying into marriage.
Shanta had suffered the banality of her existence silently
till the peasant's son came along. This man-boy aroused her
deeply making her forget her brahminical superiority. His
touch exploded on her shattering her girl-woman body which
submitted itself willingly to his unbrahmin maleness. Soon
enough his touch had lost its magic and in a month's time
both of them tired of each other. It was by then too late
and Shanta had to walk out of the bastion of her
brahminical home into an unknown future.