"I am very creative" she blinks thrice and rambles the same line again."I can paint; did you notice the Ganesha painting when u visited last?"

"Ganesha" ?? Was she referring to that orange and red blotch on the front wall, which looked nowhere near to the Poor God also?? I mean am sure Ganesha must be cursing his luck on such a preposterous suggestion"!! She was disappointed with my confused face.

She continued "When I left my dance classes, I started painting.Dance wasn't my passion but my best friend Rachna wanted me accompany her and it wasn't that expensive in Kolkata so I agreed." Dance?? Even walking straight was such an effort on her part considering the duck like stride. It appeared as if she was thumping the ground in search of some treasure!!!

I gulped the last sip of over burnt coffee at Coffee House in Kolkata. But "Last" is not the word in her dictionary. She continued "I wanted to learn singing but papa was like, Sunidhi ki tarah sabki kismet nahi hoti. But my whole point was when I can write poems humming it in my own voice will be another advantage". Was she mentioning her raspy baritone which appeared straight out from the Ramsay Brother's movie , and made me feel queasy!!!

She added. "Oh I missed to get my diary of poetry" .Thank God ! For the small mercies. Great I exclaimed within, though I never believed in supreme power I don't know, I did a silent prayer in His Glory. No problem some other day, "Kinkini" we will be meeting next week as well – I consoled her. I was mistaken, I wasn't that lucky. Hey I have saved few of them in my cell phone which I forward to Rachna and Souvik, her eyes shined with light on her discovery.

And I wasn't lucky she started

"Dil ki aarzoo mai tera naam naksha hai,

Jise mai bhul nahi pati tu wahi shaksa hai"

How is it? --- She had that hopeful puppy kinda look in her eyes.

Yeah too good, how did you manage so well?

She looked more than satisfied with the compliment. Areh its simple you just have to rhym "naksha" and "shaksa" (I wanted to say "shaksa" nahi sucks hai big time SUCKS)

I wish there would have been an Airhostess guiding me with Exit door in that over crowded "Coffee house", people go gaga about. In the age of Café Coffee day /Baristas she chose Coffee house because that's a creative place. Creative?? What that has to do with Coffee. I desperately needed a break from Poetess/dancer/painter/singer "Kinkini Majumdaar". But she wasn't ready "I am very creative and I am planning to write a book". I could imagine myself in my future profession of promoting my wife's book on probably some rhyme or Bengali food recipe. The nightmare shook me and I knew my answer of this marriage proposal.

I pulled my wallet out and paid the guy without even the bill and involuntarily volunteered to drop her back to her Baligunge house. Though I knew I cannot manage to grab cotton at such a short notice and I have to hear her rhyming all the way.

For a change, I was right. We covered the distance as expected and my thought process started of these self canonized people with creative bone. Who know all possible things on this earth with "C" factor in it. Have you ever seen non-creative people boasting about anything ??Even they know so many things which they are good at still they don't talk about it?? Do you think we would have ever improved if our scientist would have left experimenting and started painting, singing??

Forget all that answer, would you be sitting and reading this if "Adam" and "Eve" would not have mated but painted in the jungle!!!!!