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 Dada:
-Shakuntala Patralekhan.
+[[Shakuntala Patralekhan]].
 A full bodied maiden lies on green grass, by the statue of an overwatching Englishman. One of her legs lifts at the knee, her foot strokes the air, her hand stays poised over a sheet of paper. Her neck has turned back in thought, her eyes bend down, her lips swing up. Her pupils, now at the bottom of those rolled back eyes, seem to be staring sightlessly at Dada. Dada looks back before leaving the window.

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	हरा पानी छँटता है, पहले सूजे हुवे हरे पाँव दिखते हेँ, फिर एकजापानी बाबाके चहरे पर लगी छोटी मोती सी आँखें तुम्हें चौंका देती हैं, पानी में यून ही रुकी हुवी साँस फूलने लगती है और त्यों ही उसकी पीठ से लगा उसका पत्थर का घर भी नीचे उतरता है.. कुछ समय बालक और कुश्यप एक दूसरे के पास लहराते हैं, फिर बालक अपने हाथ पैरों की डालओं को ज़ोर देता हुवा पानी की सतह तोड़ अपने घर की ओर दौड़ता है.		हरा पानी छँटता है, पहले सूजे हुवे हरे पाँव दिखते हेँ, फिर एकजापानी बाबाके चहरे पर लगी छोटी मोती सी आँखें तुम्हें चौंका देती हैं, पानी में यून ही रुकी हुवी साँस फूलने लगती है और त्यों ही उसकी पीठ से लगा उसका पत्थर का घर भी नीचे उतरता है.. कुछ समय बालक और कुश्यप एक दूसरे के पास लहराते हैं, फिर बालक अपने हाथ पैरों की डालओं को ज़ोर देता हुवा पानी की सतह तोड़ अपने घर की ओर दौड़ता है.
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		+	in the studio- Phalke reading the Natya Shastra commentaries that are getting published ( are they?) discussing with actors

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	The Governor of Madras himself bought the painting from the Madras Fine Arts Exhibition.		The Governor of Madras himself bought the painting from the Madras Fine Arts Exhibition.
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		+	हरा पानी छँटता है, पहले सूजे हुवे हरे पाँव दिखते हेँ, फिर एकजापानी बाबाके चहरे पर लगी छोटी मोती सी आँखें तुम्हें चौंका देती हैं, पानी में यून ही रुकी हुवी साँस फूलने लगती है और त्यों ही उसकी पीठ से लगा उसका पत्थर का घर भी नीचे उतरता है.. कुछ समय बालक और कुश्यप एक दूसरे के पास लहराते हैं, फिर बालक अपने हाथ पैरों की डालओं को ज़ोर देता हुवा पानी की सतह तोड़ अपने घर की ओर दौड़ता है.

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 [[Image:Ganga2.jpg]]
-Prabhakar closes his eyes, very much like his father does. Dada closes his eyes.
+Prabhakar closes his eyes, very much like his father does.
-Dada:
+Prabhakar:
-I feel I will see her again one day.
+One day he will see her again. When his skin is hanging over his eyes like a curtain, her sight will lift the curtain, and Ganga will ride the river of his mind.
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-They fly over fields, hills with trees on them, and then over a low meadow. Dada points excitedly;
+They fly over fields, hills with trees on them, and then over a low meadow. Dada points excitedly:
 Dada:
-The Governor of Madras himself bought the painting from the Madras Fine Arts Exhibition.
+Shakuntala Patralekhan.
-Shakuntala never lifts her eyes, even when they fly lower. The children at the windows turn back to look at Dada
+A full bodied maiden lies on green grass, by the statue of an overwatching Englishman. One of her legs lifts at the knee, her foot strokes the air, her hand stays poised over a sheet of paper. Her neck has turned back in thought, her eyes bend down, her lips swing up. Her pupils, now at the bottom of those rolled back eyes, seem to be staring sightlessly at Dada. Dada looks back before leaving the window.
 Dada:
-Shakuntala Patralekhan. She is lost in the fantasy of the lover she is writing to.
+The Governor of Madras himself bought the painting from the Madras Fine Arts Exhibition.

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 Sarasvati Bai thinks: This language is unknown to me, the alphabets are alien.
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 [[Image:Virabhadra, one of the incarnations of Shiva, accompained by a dog, Karnataka.jpg]]

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 He is a frog in a large river, the sun warms his skin.
-That is when he sees her.. the most beautiful woman he has ever seen, far more beautiful than even his mother, resplendent with jewellery like you have never seen on this earth, pearls like falling drops of milk, gold from the heart of the sun.. She was smiling where she sat on the back of a river crocodile, his jaws snapping, while she let the breeze into her open hair, and laughed suddenly with the pleasure of her sport- river rafting.
+That is when he sees her.. the most beautiful woman he has ever seen, far more beautiful than even his mother, resplendent with jewellery like you have never seen on this earth, pearls like falling drops of milk, gold from the heels of the sun. She was smiling where she sat on the back of a river crocodile. His jaws were snapping, hers were laughing as she felt the breeze in her open hair, and the waters lapped at her toes. She dug her knee into the flank of her crocodile and he raced. He saw her, the most beautiful doll he had ever seen, in the distance and then, she disappeared..
-Dhundi watched like a open mouthed frog, and ducked under the water.
+Dhundi had been watching with his mouth open like a river frogs'.. now he ducked and went underwater. He sank, further and further into the water, he stood stock still, watching the reeds move, staring, willing them to become e the crocodile's tail, so he could see her again.
 [[Image:Ganga2.jpg]]

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	That is when he sees her.. the most beautiful woman he has ever seen, far more beautiful than even his mother, resplendent with jewellery like you have never seen on this earth, pearls like falling drops of milk, gold from the heart of the sun.. She was smiling where she sat on the back of a river crocodile, his jaws snapping, while she let the breeze into her open hair, and laughed suddenly with the pleasure of her sport- river rafting.		That is when he sees her.. the most beautiful woman he has ever seen, far more beautiful than even his mother, resplendent with jewellery like you have never seen on this earth, pearls like falling drops of milk, gold from the heart of the sun.. She was smiling where she sat on the back of a river crocodile, his jaws snapping, while she let the breeze into her open hair, and laughed suddenly with the pleasure of her sport- river rafting.
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−	~~Sarasvati writes:~~
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	Dhundi watched like a open mouthed frog, and ducked under the water.		Dhundi watched like a open mouthed frog, and ducked under the water.

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 Prabhakar:
-He laughs as he hears the water break away from him and fly, in pieces, across the surface of the river. The sun warms his skin.
+He jumps into the water like a frog.
 Saraswati writes:
-He is a frog in a large river, exulting in the small, sharp sound of his presence.
+He is a frog in a large river, the sun warms his skin.
-Prabhakar:
+That is when he sees her.. the most beautiful woman he has ever seen, far more beautiful than even his mother, resplendent with jewellery like you have never seen on this earth, pearls like falling drops of milk, gold from the heart of the sun.. She was smiling where she sat on the back of a river crocodile, his jaws snapping, while she let the breeze into her open hair, and laughed suddenly with the pleasure of her sport- river rafting.
 Sarasvati writes:

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-Ravi Varma gets a prize again at the Madras Fine Arts Exhibition. This time it is for his painting
+Dada:
-Shakuntala Patralekhan.
+Look there she is, Ravi Verma's Shakuntala.
-Shakuntala is a comely, full bodied, attractive young woman, lying on the grass in the reverie of writing to her kingly lover. The pastoral elements, so beloved of the British, come alive in this piece.
+And indeed she is there, lying on painted grass, comely, full bodied
-The painting is bought by Lord Buckingham, Governor of Madras.

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 Late evening, Sarasvati is writing in the book, Quite unaware even of her, back to her, Prabhkar is sitting like an adult, in Phalke's chair, telling the story. The others are not around.
-  smiles
 Prabhakar:
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 Dada:
-Your tata and I were bathing in [[the river]].
+Your tata and I were bathing in [[the river]] once. In this very river. See..
 The father recites [[purush shastra]], and the son repeats. We hold our noses and plunge into the water, the river flowing over their heads. When father emerges, child is out of sight. Father anxiously looks for him, calls. Terror. Then suddenly son emerges at a distance. Father is angry. Walks out of the water. Son runs after him. Father pleads with him not to touch him.