All the world is a stage…

It is a straightforward story that appeals directly to the heart with its utter simplicity. Short and well directed- this is my one phrase expression for this novella of class-that depicts the story of a dream being chased, how it feels when the dream gets shuttered and how human will, can again triumph against odds. Even when there are darkest days- human life moves on and one day again stands under the blue welkin.
In the novella-‘the bounce’ by Mohan- I am a little confused (like the India born confused desis like our protagonist Raj) about the genre of the book. Well, romance story it is no doubt but more than that it is a family story-where the Indian tradition has been well narrated. And our protagonist, too in spite of being a green card holder is well rooted to Indian values.
it is the personal experience of Mohon that helped him to pen down reality about the work status of white color workers in the developed world , migrated from the developing world- their agony for citizenship, their tantalizing moments after the green card application, their haunting nightmare of being declared an illegal immigrant – all have craved their way in the story. you do not have to go further, our protagonist will tell about his organization

“Nearly two thousand techies worked in WorldTel’s Garden of Gods (GoG), the software development center in Colorado Springs, CO. About a third of this workforce happened to be Indian origin, subcontractors like me who had migrated from different parts of India on H1 work visas. This was a time when it was rather easy for smaller IT consulting firms, sometimes called body shops, to sponsor American work visas for Indian graduates and engineers who knew computer programming. At the time of my move to Colorado, many of my classmates from engineering college had moved to different cities across America.”
And when those NRI’s get the green card application accepted- it was like making the discovery of King Solomon’s mine-well, it is a bit exaggerated. Such was the quantum of happiness that our protagonist proposed to his colleague and apt also came the refusal-
“But you are the one in a million. I want to spend my life with you,” I said.
“Raj, I am really happy for you and the Green Card. But I am not sure if I am ready to settle down as a Green Card bride.”
They were work crazy people and realistically Mohon did not portray a modern Devdas! Instead he is back to square one and after returning to India in a project of Microsoft –his quest for his life partner starts
“Late in the evenings, I would sit in front of the laptop reviewing email inquiries and performing searches. I approached this search like most technical projects at work. I maintained a simple “project plan,” recording basic details of searches, number of email inquiries received, people I had corresponded with, and the outcome, whether I was going to pursue that proposal further or not. However, unlike most of my technical projects, I was emotionally vested in this, and was finding it hard to balance the tug between the heart and logic”.
New experiences started to enrich his knowledge bank in this Endeavour. he encounters a divorcee-then a lady who is not that one that was in the profile. confused? Well, read on-

“After a few minutes, I pulled out Shanti’s profile and handed the Blackberry to her and said, “This says you are five feet, three inches. You seem to be two inches taller than even me! And this picture doesn’t look like you.” I realized I was sounding superficial, just pointing at a lady’s physical appearance. But to me this wasn’t just about her looks or height; it was about basic integrity and honesty. If she was being dishonest about basic details posted online, what else was she hiding?”
Then one day he got someone-who is as she is! And finally she was there before him-in blood and flesh! And it was like love at first sight. He knew by heart-she is mine. And what she knew. Leave it-whoever been able to detect what is inside her mind. and then
“South Indian Brahmin weddings typically spread across three days. In our case, the ceremony was condensed into a single day. Two Hindu-priests officiating the wedding invoked all the gods and goddesses around a “sacred fire” created in a mandapam (enclosure) in the wedding hall. I wore a traditional dhoti for the ceremony. After I spent some time chanting Sanskrit mantras (hymns) with the priests, I was joined by the bride. Dressed in a traditional red wedding saree, adorned with gold necklaces, bangles and other ornaments, and her hair braided with jasmine, Priya was the radiant bride I had dreamed of.”
We have already discussed that it gives glimpses of the wonder that is India-and revelation of cultural diversity of India will be an icing on this fascinating family cake!
Then came little sun to their lives-and it was jingle all the way. But life is not smooth sailing-and the storm did come amid the gentle sea….
Will they be able to resist the tragedy? Where the destiny will take them-towards a new sunshine or towards another sunset?
The twist make this short little ride of the life an enjoyable one- a ride that sometimes will make you weep-sometimes will make you at all smiles.
Because the life is game- a game of cloud and sunshine!

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