An honest and loveable man—-A heart – wrenching story!

Badulipara Tea Garden of Golaghat, Assam.

Shapon was a local supervisor of the Assam tea estate.He was an honest and loveable man.His motto in life was to help the needy.Whenever possible,he came to the aid of women.He protected them from sexual abuse.He always trusted everyone.

This trust he had for his fellow human beings,ironically led to his sad demise.He was a happy and caring person and was a favourite  of the older women in his community.They would go to the field with food for him.They knew he wasn’t taking care of himself.He in turn appreciated everything,they did for him.Days and weeks and months were passing quite smoothly.No one had anything to fear,Shapon was there to address their grievance.

His popularity somehow did not bode well with the other individuals,whose minds were crooked,they were not allowed to do anything that would ruin the serenity of the community.

The young women earned  their livelihood by working in the tea estate.There were a lot of beautiful women in that tea estate.There was one in particular,who was very attractive,a number of men wanted to marry her.One woman who was regarded by all as their aunt,decided she would be a perfect wife for Shapon.She convinced Shapon to marry her.He of course obliged.No one in the community refused what the said “Aunt”,wanted.

Shapon was happy.He and his wife were happy and contented.Suddenly this happiness came to a screeching halt.The Saheb was making his rounds of the tea estate one day and noticed Shapon’s wife.

Before I go any further I would like to introduce the Saheb.He was the manager of the tea estate.His usual pastime was having parties,where all kinds of alcoholic beverages were served.His workers were ordered to get the innocent girls from the tea estate,so he and his friends who were like him could have a  good time.While on his usual tour,he spotted Shapon’s wife.She worked in the tea garden as well.His motive was to get her for a large party he was organizing.

His servants told him,this could not be possible,she was Shapon’s wife.They told him they could get other girls who were easier to get.The Saheb,told them,she was the one he wanted for his big bash.The servants went to shapon’s house and told him the Saheb wanted him to get the alcoholic beverage from another community.The poor guy did not suspect anything and went on his way to get the alcohol.The servants took the opportunity,they raided the house to kidnap the wife.They met with some resistance from the wife and the Aunt.The aunt was murdered and the miscreants took off with the wife.

The party was in progress and drinks were served.When the wife was brought in,she was forced to serve the drinks against her wishes.In the end all the guests went home.The Saheb took Shapon’s wife to his bedroom and raped her.

When Shapon came home,he found the Aunt dead and he could not find his wife.He started yelling and screaming,the people in the community came running,they told him what had happened.On hearing this,Shapon lost control,he went to the Saheb’s house and demanded to see his wife.The Saheb ordered his servants to beat him up.In the fight there was no way,Shapon could win.The Saheb then got his hunter and beat him mercilessly.Shapon fell and fainted.The wife heard all the noise and kept crying and begging the Saheb not to beat her husband anymore.

Shapon was bound and carried off to a prison.Every day he would ask the security if he had any visitors.The reply was a firm “No”.

The Saheb did not want Shapon to be in the community jail.He got the hospital doctor to take fake tests,so that he could declare,that Shapon was completely insane and should be transferred to a mental hospital.

Before getting transferred to the mental institution one could hear Shapon crying and imploring,”I am not crazy,please let me go”.His cries were ignored  and he was transferred to the mental institution.His cries went on,there was no mercy!

Shapon’s wife was completely insane,one would hear her laughing one moment and then crying the next moment and begging everyone not to beat her husband anymore.Years later the people were told about the death of Shapon’s wife.Shapon however was seen crying and saying,’ Please let me go I want to see my wife.’ But his pleas were ignored and his voice was carried off by the wind.


Assam (Photo credit: Rita Willaert)

This 1850 engraving shows the different stages...

This 1850 engraving shows the different stages in the process of making tea in Assam. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

The spiritual World

Spiritual Tree, Solarisation

Spiritual Tree, Solarisation (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

This world is like a dream,but you,the sleeper,imagine it is real

Until suddenly death dawns and you will be released

from the night of opinion and falsehood.

You will laugh at the sorrows that beset your earthly

existence when you see your permanent dwelling place.

On waking you will become aware of everything you

did in your sleep in this earthbound existence.

Do not imagine that your deeds will be regarded

merely as evil actions committed while asleep,with

no consequences for you.

But in the hour of awakening your tears of grief and

walls of lamentation will turn to joy!


Rabindranath Tagore—–The twentieth century poet of the East

Rabindranath Tagore and Gandhi in 1940.

I was introduced to the great poet through his songs.One day my sister took me to her friends house.The friend was unable to start a conversation.I did not easily make friends like her.Her friend could not think of any topic to converse with me.She asked me if I like music,my face immediately brightened up when I heard this.


The friend took out her record player and played,a song by Tagore,’Jokhon porbey na more payer chinha eiy baatey.’ The music,the lyrics and the voice of the singer completely mesmerized me.It seemed I was in a whole different world.I was asked if I wanted to hear it again.My reply gave her the reason to play it again.I listened to the song thirteen times.I then felt embarrassed to ask her to continue.


The location where brilliant Indian poet and N...
The location where brilliant Indian poet and Nobel laureate Rabindranath Tagore was both born and died… This is the room in which Tagore died. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
taken @ the Gandhi museum in Madurai, Tamil Na...


This was my introduction to Tagore.He has written the lyrics of several songs and also provided the music.He sang some of his songs,but there were other musicians who did a better job.Therefore this responsibility of singing songs was given to them.Later on Tagore classified his songs into:Six thematic sections,Puja or devotional songs;prem or songs of love;swadesh,or patriotic songs;prokriti,songs of nature;bichitra,miscellaneous songs;anushthanik,ceremonial songs.Among the devotional songs,my favourite is: How wonderfully you sing ,O master  musician,

I listen in amazement,I am all attention!

The light from your songs spreads across the heavens

The wind that sings your songs lilts across the skies

Stones melt and in lightning speed surges

The divine stream of your music.

Tagore had a remarkable ear for music since his childhood.It was probably due to the fact,he was surrounded  by it at home.

Here I would like to mention about the Scottish poet Robert Burns.He once heard a shepherd singing in the scottish highland the song: Auld Lang Syne,Robert burns added two verses  and published it.It became popular world wide.Tagore heard it and wrote the lyrics in Bengali and wrote the song.He used the music of ‘Auld Lang Syne’.The Bengali version became very popular in all of Bengal.

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