Gestures

By Zoye

The book, Gestures, tries to highlight the fact that the gestures of an individual tend to affect others in ways far from the imagination of the doer. The intention might be just the opposite of what the effect is. So watch your speech and gestures before you vent them out.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Partridge Publishing India
• Release date: Nov 2, 2016
• ISBN: 9781482886160

Zoye

My book is a brain child of what I have experienced over the years. If some reader finds the content so familiar that it hurts, the intent was never that. In fact, I am thankful to everyone whose actions taught me a life-time of lessons. I am grateful to all the people whose gestures inspired me in writing this.

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Copyright © 2016 by Zoye.

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Contents

Bread Crumbs

Two Ice Creams

Tie

A Rupee Ten Matter

December 1992

The Missed Flight (24/09/12)

A Night’s Sleep (16/10/2011)

They Are Kids Too

Three Flight Of Stairs

A Conscientious Trafficpoliceman (06/04/2012)

Sunday Breakfast

The Broken Knee Cap

The Rickshaw Ride

The Birthday Gift

The Collateral Damage –(4-10-15)

Patriotism

Farming Melancholy

Morale Lesson

Country Where Children Don’t Go To School (May-2016)

BREAD CRUMBS

S he was down with severe jaundice. And was on a strict diet of no spice, no fat and preferably no white flour

Her mother was taking care of her K- Aunty, who was now-a days in the hospital due to very high sugar and a very massive heart attack.

At home were only her three year old nephew who was sleeping and her middle sister Farah who had to leave for the hospital as she was on the night duty with her cousin Danish, for two people were needed to take care of K-aunty.

Farah had made Fed- Parathas type of pan- cakes filled with potatoes/ radish etc for herself and Danish for dinner. Picked up her books and was ready to leave.

She woke her up and told her that Betu’s parents would be home soon, as he was asleep it wouldn’t be much stress for her, And that she should close the door.

Farah left, she returned to her bed but was soon forced out of it, due to continuous knocking by their neigbhour Paul Aunty. She invited her in but was slightly perturbed due to the serious expression that she had on her face what she said next literally took away the ground from beneath her feet. She said that her K- Aunty had expired. It was the 10th of August 1994

K as all her niece and nephew called her was just 45 years old, with a son in class 10th and a daughter in class 11th. The youngest among her siblings.

The time stood still ‘No’ this couldn’t be happening. It was not true. Then the desire to reach the hospital as quickly as possible seized her

With an infant at hand, the weakness of jaundice and the shock of loosing K’ did nothing to increase her speed. Besides she by temperament was not able to manage stress effectively.

She rushed to take- off the clothes drying on the cloth line. Then she started packing a bag for Betu – his milk- bottle, water, power- milk, his diapers, three sets