Part three of Nandita Acceptance Act is here, you must read part two before continuing to this one
(Nandita shares a warm hug with Nandini; Mrs. Ray enters.)
Mrs. Ray: (tensed) nobody bothered to inform me that he is a chef.
Nandita: (with an air of arrogance) yes.
Nandini: Is it not a match made in Heaven, she is not even acquainted with the preliminaries of cooking.
Part two of Nandita Acceptance Act is here, you must read part one before continuing to this one
(Mrs. Ray wiped her face in a hurry and folds her palms in the formal Indian gesture of “Namaskara” to greet everyone. Kamala, a trusted servant, opens the door to Mrs. Minakshi Mukherjee, a sophisticated INRI in her late fifties, her son Rudra; Nandita’s prospective husband, in his early thirties, dressed in formal attire and Nandini who is a few years elder to Nandita. Kamala opens the door and exits to the kitchen)
Mrs. Ray: (smiles) Namaskara
Mrs. Mukherjee: Namaskara, Reena
Rudra: (formally to Mrs. Ray) Namaskara.
Mrs. Ray: (with an air of formality) Please feel at home, Nandita will be here in a while.
The living room of Mr. & Mrs. Ray in the heart of Kolkata, the adornment is opulent and well maintained. Upstage center is the couch and the table, upstage right is a giant piano accompanied by a violin. The chandelier and the music system add to the chimera, a large window overlooks the garden.
