The Living Fountains

There is a buzz in the house this morning. Things are on the move. Nishat has taken full command, directing her troops to advance swiftly. I look at my watch and ask chotu to fetch my briefcase and the driver to get the car out. “I sent the driver to the market first thing this morning. He will be back soon. You should have taken the day off. Sonali’s birthday comes only once a year, right?” I avoid arguing with her. “Where is Polash?” I ask. “Sent him to school early. The driver will drop him off on his way to the market.”