Shaky sequel:

Making of COMEDY OF ERRORS II:

Shakespeare visited my dream,
He pleaded, persuaded and screamed.
“Write something that’s a sequel”,
He said. “And write it really well”.
Shakespeare must have been out of his mind-
To even ask me to be one of his kind.
I certainly could not fulfill his desire,
But I felt sad at how he had to retire;
So in the great Shakespeare’s honour,
I wrote another Comedy of Errors.
Not that I had read it earlier,
Just the title appealingly reappears!
And hold on! This is COE II,
With its ancestor, it has got nothing to do.

COE II is a completely new version,
Packed with my and Bill’s mini-sessions.
Yes, you have guessed it right;
Ours too was love at first sight.
It speaks of how Bill came up from his grave,
(Of course, that was quite brave)
To meet me in the middle of the night…
When romance lingered in the eerie quiet.
Our talks were like thunderstorm,
Hindered only by the sight of dawn.
How, Bill had made his intentions clear,
That in loving me, he had absolutely no-fear.

You could say, COE II is a duo-biography,
Spanning across our unique love story.
Of how we thanked our luck when we met,
How; together we had laughed, we wept…
We saw the beautiful birth of the moon,
And felt that each to the other was a boon.
There was this chemistry between Bill and me,
Easily sensed by everybody, you see.
Bill was a darling- sweet and nice,
His dark, good looks; adding the required spice.

Don’t regard our love as funny,
Recall the magic when Casper met Wendy.

Did our love become immortal?
Was Bill influenced by the City of Angels?
Did I ever have to shed a fearful tear?
Did I become or not- Mrs. William Shakespeare?
(My love, what not for you I did?)

To know what ultimately came true,
Don’t forget to read-
Comedy of Errors, Part II.





COMEDY OF ERRORS: II

This not is a novel or fiction,
This but a real life event.
When error created comedy,
And began a strange love-story.

The hero, William Shakespeare;
Yes, yes; the author of Macbeth and King Lear.
The heroine, Nilima Dasgupta;
Of course, you haven’t heard of her.
She neither has a dignified personality,
Nor has she the status of a celebrity.
Just another face amid mortals,
Here’s her characteristic in detail:
Hated competition, loved reading books.
Admired men with stubble and good looks.
Had a concept of love of her own-
That her heart would not be by conditions won.
And Shakespeare, you must be knowing it all,
Handsome, understanding, witty and tall.

Here’s how the story geared:

The legendary writer, his ghost appeared.
By Nilima’s bedside, sad at how she neglected his works.
Surprised though, Nili answered not in shrieks, but in words.
Moved was Bill, (Nili called him so)
At her gesture and his heart go…
A mortal girl and so small, (eighteen then)
Celebrate! Their friendship and love speedily began.

For Nili, her dream came true,
Her love to her when, no boundaries drew.
Bill was a ghost and oh! So old,
But loyal and clever and really bold.
Better than those mortal ‘cool’ young boys,
Who played with hearts as with toys.

Theirs was a destined meet,
Their love so definitely deep.
But cruel world termed Nili mad,
At her story; making both of them sad.
Bill revolted against lot,
When they said Nili would soon rot.
They had to find a way,
Where comments and criticisms would be far away.
They wondered at what lay ahead,
Only if Bill were alive or Nili dead.
Their love surpassed all vanity,
Beyond time, beyond reality.
The dark was pleased and honoured too,
That with his help how their love grew.

Decided Nili to gift Bill-
A precious something which would their permanency seal.
Out went she, happy with every sight,
Even the day was cheerful and bright.
Laughter was the icing,
In the cake of living.
Nili searched through gifts,
A watch, dress, Sheldon series?
Busy and carefully wondering was she;
When devoid she became of feelings suddenly.
Amidst all noise, crept through her a peace,
Nobody would now complain, nobody tease.
She was no more, she was killed;
But that would take her forever to Bill.

And where was Bill, all this while,
When killed was Nili, stationed away at miles?
His heart knew that very instant,
That something was wrong, for he felt unpleasant.
He was waiting eagerly for the dark,
When his vision was suddenly marked-
By the strangeness of a sight;
That flying was perfectly; yes HIS Nili alright!
How did this miracle happen?
It had only one possible solution:
That now his love had no mortal existence…
Meaning, together would they be, free from pretence.

Happiness overflowed all curiosity,
There would no longer be an entity.
Both were speechless, both not cold,
Oh! It was a sight really to behold.
Through years, they are living together-
The would-be authoress and the great author.

Bill encouraged her to write a sequel,
But Nili knew nothing except the title.
Hence, written, written was their duo-biography,
Of me, Nili and Bill’s strange story.
This is the birth of COE II,
Which has got nothing with its ancestor to do.

Hope Bill is pleased with my effort,
This is all that Mrs. William Shakespeare could with come forth.
With COE II, nothing no longer would remains hidden,
As You Like It: praise or condemn.



absolutely: kuntala sengupta