“There lived a tribe in the woods of Sangiri. The one they call, Devant. the fearless of all men alive. The woods were dark and deep and so were these men. Dark in their complexion, deep in their voice. One of those singer tribes. Born vocalists, I must say. Men and women alike.
Every morning the Devant men go hunting. But they would hunt just one wild boar every day to feed the tribe. That is the rule. Consume as much as you need, not the greed. Typical Gandhians of our era. And afternoon would be a feast. The feast of wild and merry. The feast of flesh and pleasure. The feast to consummate the drives of the human flesh.
And…You seem puzzled!”
“mmm.. *irritated* Why do you talk like that ammu? So dramatic! They seem indulgent, not Gandhian in any way!”
“The world is dull any way, betu! Let my stories have some drama. And well for Gandhian, you are probably right. But respecting your needs and letting go of your greed is kind of great in its own way. Wouldn’t make them indulgent. And if you may allow madame, can we take forward the story?”
“I will hear it from appa when we get back home. You don’t get to the point. And not one tribe’s story without the drama. Well I am NO…T interested”
“Aah! You should be. You would want to listen to this one.”
“Like you claim for every one of your stories.”
“This one is special.”
“Of course, a tribe full of singers. Wow! Go on. Add some spice. Any cute guy? :P”
“There was one. The man with the deepest voice in those woods. Playful like a child, wise like a hermit. I had thought about living in the woods with him, had he agreed.”
“This seems….interesting! Did Appa know about your fancy?”
*irritated* “I hadn’t met him by then. Let me get to the story and you’ll know.
Wangu was his name.”
“But wait, how did you go there in the first place?”
“I had gone for a meeting to a nearby village, Randoth. Got to hear about this singing tribe from the locals and so I thought of spending few days there. One of the village locals was a good friend to the tribe. So he arranged.”
“And they were happy to have you?”
“Not at first. But then the local guy helped with some rapport. Then it was fine.”
“And when did you meet this Wangu guy?”
“The second day. The men were returning from the hunt was when first time I saw him. Then he was singing at the feast. I was quite scandalized that time. The men would openly ask women to have sex during the feast.”
“Did he ask you? ;)”
“You are one curious kid! No he didn’t. I was the guest. And he already had a young beautiful lady drooling over him. Saira was her name. She gave me a souvenir on my way back.
Still quite scandalized, I am. I realize.”
“And you already had a competition! xD”
“And you are ruining this story! :P”
“Of course. 😀
What happened then?”
“So. After the feast, I was sipping one of their drinks in the tavern. Everyone is supposed to drink that thing, post the meal. They say it helps in digestion.”
“You don’t want spice. You don’t want facts. How are you mine, with no knack of stories. But you’d have to bear with this one.”
“By the way, what were you doing during the feast? :D”
“I was already quite scandalized. So I went inside. And there came, he. We guys tried to talk for a while. We wouldn’t understand each other’s language that well. But then, I lost track of time trying to tell him my stories. He read his poetry to me and tried to explain what it meant.
Quite a day and….night. 🙂 ”
“Whaaaaaaaa? I would need a while to process this.”
“Take all your time, sweetheart!”
“Wait, what about his Saira lady?”
“What about her?”
*Still looking at her*
“So. She was not her lady that way. And Devant are kinda evolved a tribe I feel. Or that’s how we were probably as human beings. They keep sex and love apart mostly.”
I sensed unhappiness with the women, the next morning. I was scared. Thankfully your appa turned up that morning.”
“Appa came there? You said you hadn’t met him by then?”
“He was on duty there for a few months. And that was the first time I met your appa.”
“And I thought you guys used to work together at college.”
“That was a month later. Quite a coincidence. We didn’t even befriend at first. We had a very cold relationship. Since I went unannounced to this tribe and your appa was furious. But then he came to the college and couldn’t keep his cold.
And we decided to marry after a month.”
“Woooaahh!! That was quite an escalation.”
“It didn’t feel like one that time. But, the story is not over yet.
Within the first week of him joining college, I couldn’t deny what I felt for him. Neither could he. But soon after I started feeling that way, I realized I had you. I didn’t know how would he react if he’d know.
I decided to have you. And I told him. He is much more than the guy I fell for.”