I am not Mahatma by Harshavardhan C (i am reading a book TXT) 📕

children have committed a blunder. Now tell me who is wrong? The parents or the children? It is very difficult to answer. I think if anybody is having the same mind set like us, certainly they too would have similar feelings like us. But when once we think with the mindset of our children, we have to support them. Otherwise, we both, i.e. I and my wife should go to hermitage. What do you say Mr. Basha?” He revealed his personal matters quite emotionally. The DGP became speechless. He forgot what for he had come to see the CM, and feeling for himself, behaving like a school going child.

“Mr. Basha, no religion is born from heaven or from elsewhere. But, it is a fact that human beings are born first and then only as many religions as possible are cropping up like mushrooms. Religion is only human creation Mr. Basha. I am sorry my statement may hurt you and others also, but I am only speaking the fact”

“I am sorry sir, the same thing that is my religion is only disturbing me a lot sir”

“Why are you so sensitive Basha? You need not say sorry to anybody. Why should we bother about man created ‘isms’? I never see any difference between man created caste, creed and religion and God created human beings, as the essence of both is service to humanity is service to God, except the one and the only difference is that both ‘the crime and compassion’ are there in the minds of the human beings only and no religion propagated jihad. But, it is we to decide whether we want to be humane to our fellow beings or not?”

“Sir, you are an elderly man, besides a noble man too. Nobody can even dream to be like you, keeping your individual belief and trust in your employees, and dare to do what you want to do. Now I am feeling guilty even to face you sir. And my problem is nothing before your’s sir. But at the same time I am extremely happy that my Honourable CM has trusted me and I whole heartedly thank my Honourable Chief Minister Sir” The DGP got up from his chair.

“Mr. Basha, perhaps you have for gotten the equations in your hierarchy. The Law and Order Additional DGP is a Hindu. The city commissioner is a Christian. The Additional DGP; Intelligence is a South Indian; the Additional DGP, Grey Hounds is a woman, and a widow of a North Indian police officer. The Additional DG, Criminal Investigation Department is an Anglo-Indian. All the Deputy Commissioners are all from various states and belong to various sects, including Sikh, Jain, and if I am not wrong, one is a Buddhist and see the unity in diversity even in my administration. I hope you understand the Indian philosophy of life and do your duty, as per rule and law”

“I once again thank my Honourable CM for enlightening me Sir”

“All the best Mr. Basha and don’t worry, I am with you. Do your job not for any obligation, but for serving the people as per your self -consciousness” The CM concluded.

The DGP saluted the CM and left his chambers.

Later the CM asked his P.A in camera to connect him to Additional DGP Grey Hounds, Intelligence head and to the Additional DGP, Law and Order, one after the other respectively.

His P.A connected him to all the officers accordingly, and the C.M spoke to them confidently. He was known for his style and decorum as per his administration was concerned.

But the DGP Mr. Basha didn’t know that he himself and all his kith and kin were under close watch by the counter Intelligence Branch, as ordered by the CM. In this trade, one should know that nobody should be caught free of scrutiny. Otherwise who will guard the guards? In fact, the contemporary Indian History has the worst example of Mrs. Indira Gandhi’s assassination by her own security guards.

The DGP Mr. Basha opened his personnel Mobile, which was not in his name.

Chapter: 12

“Shall we go dear?”

Arjun asked her in jubilant mood.

“Where to”, Honey expressed her doubt.

“To twin Cities dear”

“What for?”

“Don’t you remember? Haven’t I told you that one day I would take you to my mum?”

“Are you so crazy? Is it that urgency now?”

“Yes dear, really it is not only urgency but also an emergency”

“What?”

“Yes dear”

“I know that you are a very good story teller”

“It not a story, I am seriously telling you dear, it is very important matter dear”

“For you everything is important, except your profession”

“You know my mum has brought marriage proposals to me. Time and again she has been pressurizing me to select someone”

“Then why are you hesitating? Go for good choice. And I hope you could select the best out of them. I wish you all the best Arju”

“What? Are you joking or do you really wish me to select the best from Chanti, Pinky, Tomy, Donkey and Monkey?”

“Mister don’t belittle the spinsters and don’t forget that I am also a …”

“Then tell me you are also a…”

“I know you are very shrewd man. You never take a chance to miss, and you try to interpret hundred meanings in your favour from every word. Anyway, it is quite strange to hear that boys are also subjected to matrimonial pressures”

“Madam, please listen me first”

“What is there to listen? Nothing new. Generally pressure will be mounting upon girl for marrying Tom, Dick and Harry and also to accept early marriage. But, I am hearing for the first time from you that there is such a pressure on you too”

“Please hear me dear, the problem is not with the demand for me, but it is rather demand for brides you know?”

“Then you only answer me, why?”

“I feel sorry to tell you that most of the parents have already committed sins by doing infanticide, disliking the females in their wombs themselves. Now there is a steep decline in the census of female population. Perhaps this infanticide might have led to the reversal trend and consequent mounting pressure on guys too to accept marriage proposal of XYZ brought by their parents, whether they like it or not” Arjun said frankly.

“So now onwards if the bridegrooms totally surrender themselves to us and put an application, then we will think over and consider the applicants”

“My God I fear that the spinsters may even try to tie wedlock round our neck and make us dance as festive bulls”

“That may also happen, but you can’t predict anything now man”

“Okay my dear princess of beauty, please accept my application first” He was half bent with folded hands as if he was praying the Goddess of beauty.

“Okay my dear devotee accepted, but before that you have to meet my mum”

“What?”

“Yes you have to”

“Wonderful dear, what I mean the same old story repeats”

“I am sorry Arjun; I am not a writer to create stories. You have only visualized from your point of view, but I have my own limitations”

“Doctors shouldn’t have problems dear. They have to sort out their problems first and then only they can attend their patients, isn’t it?”

“When I am serious, you are casual. But, I am telling you seriously Arju. If you don’t go to my mum and oblige her, I am sure that she will create a great divide between us and you will definitely miss me” She expressed her agony.

“I am sorry I have no mala-fide intentions, and I will certainly go to her and bow down my head, touch her feet, and beg for you dear. Is it okay? Or do you want me to do bhajan also?” He said in frustration.

With his ironical words she also lost her temper.

“No thanks, you neither say sorry nor bow down or belittle yourself. Most of the men are selfish. It is just my fond belief that you are different from others. But now I have understood it as a misnomer and my misfortune”

“No, no dear I am not, please don’t mix me with others in general”

“I am not wrong in my assessment Arju, as evidently you have decided”

“Your’s is an excellent inference. I think I am not wrong in calling you book worm. It is quite apt to call you a social worker also. And I fear you may forever remain as a nun dear” He said in perturbed state.

“Yes, I am not the only example, but also all the doctors, who are truthfully in the service of humanity are exploring breakthrough in medicine to save mankind. So you better understand the purpose for which we are chosen to do medicine. And I feel that it is an honour to become a nun to serve the poor and the needy” She said quite passionately.

“Yes, I do agree. But, please remember every one of us is having the same morals and values. It doesn’t mean that we all should remain as bachelors. Even after solemnised also, we both can do service to the needy. Is it not?”

She didn’t say anything.

“Come on dear please speak out the naked truth”

Still there was a pin drop silence.

“Why are you silent?”

She simply smiled.

“I am asking you again. I don’t think you have any answer madam”

“I have answer Arjun. But, I am just thinking, what is that you expect from me?”

“Strange, I am not expecting anything new. It is just what everybody expects from his fiancée, I too”

She looked at him seriously.

“I am sorry, if I hurt you. But one thing I should confirm that you don’t love me, nor interested to marry me isn’t it?”

“Sorry Arju, you have mistaken my stand. I love you more than anything else. In fact, never have I denied your love and affection, but I only want to remind you that our immediate priority is not our union”

“Thanks at least you have not denied me and good bye forever Honey” He was hurt as she gave less importance to their love, and hence he seriously turned back.

But, she understood his moods and temperament. She immediately caught hold of his right hand, and pulled him and kissed him, holding him tight. With her surprise act, he was shocked.

It rarely happens in India that a girl taking the lead and kissing her fiancé’. Perhaps to bring down emotions, either of the two, fiancé or fiancée has to take the lead, which is universally accepted one, and that magic formula is nothing but ‘the love mantra- a sweet kiss and a hot hug’

“I am sorry, I might have offended you” she tried to cool him.

“Thanks! So I can tax you with one sweet kiss and one hot hug, whenever I lose my temper” He said smilingly.

“You naughty. Then here is an option for you”

“What’s it?”

“You go straight to my mum and propose yourself to me”

“Are you joking? She will just slap me with her shoe”

“I am not joking Arju. I hope you can convince her”

“That’s fine! But why have you brought another character in between us? Is it only to linger on our matter?”

“Sorry Arju, no Indian spinster has absolute liberty, and I am also no exception. In India, everything is planned systematically for girls by mothers you know”

“I don’t think it is a Gospel truth, it must have been your brainchild”

“What Arju, again you have misunderstood me”

“It is not the question of misunderstanding; you better don’t unnecessarily bring your mother into picture”

“Sorry Arju, I am helpless. I am not bluffing. In fact, my mum is against my marriage. She wants to make me a nun and put me in the service of the poor. Please try to understand me”

“Then, you better do one thing”

“What’s it Arju?”

“Please marry me in church, temple or we go for register marriage, which ever you like, and then we both will start a charity home to serve the poor”

“But, am I justified in disowning her and coming with you Arju?”

“Don’t talk rubbish, it is our life. We have many miles to walk in our life journey. And also please