Ashes of Veena
Short Story Ashes Of The Veena*Jharna Rahman (Translated by Jackie Kabir from Bengali) Finally the Earth Angel completed his work, the creation of the most beautiful, rare stringed instrument called veena. He made it with utmost sincerity. The dexterous workers of heaven had not witnessed so much time or patience given to any other invention of any designer. It was constructed inch by inch with music of the highest notes from the flowing rivers of heaven. The sun lent its dazzling rays to add cheerfulness and the moon contributed its blue emission for its calmness. It was the day of inauguration of the magnificent veena. God himself touched it first with his artistic fingers then he placed it in the garden on the bank of the river Alkananda. On an altar under the Parijat tree covered with flowers, behind which the silent silver river flew. The veena was made from a stout branch of the sandalwood tree. The full moon of Kojagori purnima, which was reflected on the waters of Alkanonda, wa