I no longer go thereThey were a lovely couple. Both of them had a pleasant demeanour. Due to their business acumen and behaviour, their kiosk was doing a booming business in the locality. The man was a Bengali and the woman was from Nepal. They had two small children. Occasionally the children used to play in front of their kiosk. Everything was going on well.
I was a regular customer of the couple. The man used to converse in Bengali. The wife also tried to speak to me in Bengali. I liked the couple and their children. I earlier wrote about them here.
I always thought that they were a happy couple and as they had a booming business, they were financially very sound. But I was wrong.
During the first lockdown in 2020, I was very depressed due to my personal loss. I almost locked myself in my residence. But somehow I managed to overcome my depression. When the lockdown was over, I went to the market and found the shop closed. After enquiry I got the terrible news.
The Bengali-Nepali couple had taken a huge loan from a private money-lender to open the kiosk in the market. Due to the lockdown, they failed to pay regular instalments to the moneylender. The moneylender could not give much time. Further, they could not pay the salary to five-six employees of the kiosk. They ultimately took the easy route. Both husband and wife committed suicide.
I could not ask about the beautiful little children of the departed couple. But I never found the children in the locality again.
Nature abhors vacuum. Now the kiosk is again open. Another person has started to serve Indian-Chinese food from the kiosk. But, I have stopped visiting the kiosk. I even avoid to move in front of the stall. Whenever I go near it, the picture of a very happy family appears in front of my eyes.
I can almost see the husband and the wife smiling, serving the customers and watching their two small children running around in front of their kiosk.