Today on the blessed occasions of Suna Besha Darshan of Lord Jagannath and Eid Ul Adha, I present Chapter 2 on this double auspicious day.
She was the elder of the 2 daughters of Sizzler Shikari. As far as Mafia Mona could remember, her father was the one person she was the closest to.
The reasons for this were many. Shikari had been more of a friend to her than a parent, more of a confidant and companion than a disciplinarian.
She was her papa’s daughter unlike her younger sister who was more inclined towards their mother.
However, what excited her more was that Shikari would invariably bring a gift for her from his jungle expeditions.
They could vary from the simple like wildflowers and mushrooms to the exotic like berries or a slab of wild honey from the beehive.
While paddling back in memory, she also recalled the way she got her moniker Mafia Mona.
As she was growing up, she realized she had many qualities of her father including his guts and fearlessness. Words like thieves, jail and Mafia were commonplace in her discussions with Shikari.
This created a fantasy world for her and she would roam around the village with an air of audacity around her.
*ମୋଁ ନା in English translates to ‘my name’
Somehow over the years those words condensed, and her name stuck, but in reverse order – Mafia Mona!
Though she was short in height, she more than made up for it by being high on confidence. She felt that she could beat the blues out of errant poachers and rogue tribesmen!
To prove her point she even rolled up her frock sleeves and with her teeth clenched, she punched both her arms in the air mocking a fight and repeating her name “Mafia Mona, Mafia Mona!”
Now, as she sat with her son hoping to catch fish for dinner, she knew her father was somewhere in the vicinity hunting and trying to arrange food for the village.
Just then she felt a tug at the bait on her fishing rod and also heard a gunshot in the far silent distance!
Did the alphabet carry a meaning? Were the birds trying to communicate something…Instinctively she knew both father and daughter had simultaneously ‘caught’ their prey.
Unseen by her, her 3-year-old son deftly dropped the still struggling fish back into the river.
Dear Reader, It is good to have you back to read Chapter 2 of La La Land 😊 Hope you liked the character Mafia Mona! All Illustrations have been done by Kishor and you can follow his Instagram account kishormistry_ for more wonderful art. I have also penned a few traits of Mafia's personality in a short verse below. Do leave your thoughts and comments and as always I look forward to replying to them.
Impulsive and talkative, with a bit of ego in my core, Nature and its beauty brings my best to the fore! Not mere words, I believe in action.. Will speak my mind, regardless of your reaction! Willing to take risks, I follow my gut feel, Life's adversities bolsters my nerves of steel! Undaunted, even by the mighty Corona.. I am feisty and my name is Mafia Mona!
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