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    Amit Chaudhuri

    Amit Chaudhuri is a well-known Indian writer in English. Most of his stories are situated in
    Kolkata in 1980’s. He presents the life style of upper middles class families in Kolkata. This
    particular short story portrays how even death of a person is seen in a light hearted manner.
    Even though the name of the city is not mentioned in the story it is understood from the reading
    it as Kolkata.

    The story revolves around a memorial service for a young woman, Anjali Poddar, who
    committed suicide by jumping off the third-story balcony of her parents’ apartment building. The
    story is narrated in the third-person from the point of view of the main character, MrMitra,
    middle-aged, professional man who, with his wife, is attending the shraddh ceremony for Anjali.
    The story opens with Mr and MrsMitra in their Ambassador car on their way to the shraddh – the
    memorial ceremony for Anjali. His botheration about his white cotton dress and sandals on the
    way to buy flowers indicate his visit as a formal one. They reach the apartment building and
    MrMitra hands over the tuberoses without saying anything that is no words of condolence are
    given. Then he walks around the rooms aimlessly, his mind resting on one object or another
    briefly. Mrs. Mitra sits with Anjali’s mother quietly. Later men discuss about business and
    women discuss about dress shops and so no. Everyone’s presence indicate it as a formal visit
    and no one bothered much about Anjali.
    The pain of loss and grief remain completely avoided and every one becomes conscious to
    avoid discussion regarding Anjali. MrMitra eats a sandesh, drinks a Fanta, and has a chat with
    an acquaintance. At the end he catches his wife’s eye to indicate that it was time to leave and
    felt that it had all been a waste of time. No sympathy, no condolences, no real concern about
    the tragic loss suffered by the Taluktars is portrayed in the story. In the case of Mr. MItra,
    hecomes there as a duty and he does not feel any sympathy for what the family is going
    through. He is keen that this duty to be over soon so that he can return home, back to the
    routines (going to the club, buying cookies for tea on the way home, visiting New Market, lunch
    of daal, rice and fish).The story satirizes the society which looks at everything in a mechanical
    manner.

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