Mishal Raheja
as Dutta
Follow the Heart
Part 14
Baji followed the car that carried Naku, with resolved concentration, come what may he would have to locate the whereabouts of Naku's unknown destination. For where Bhau was not, Baji has to be! if needs be to set matters right. Although as he drove he flinched at the wheel, the latter was unlikely as Dutta where his love was concerned would prefer to do things himself and most probably his way. But Baji's die hard loyalty to his Bhau was unchecked, what so ever with Bhau? but the truth was that this Baji likewise felt sincerely, that he too had a certain right over Naku. A protective sisterly affection. Baji braked again and changed gear as he looked out at the brake lights of the car ahead. Gradually the dwellings around seemed to have changed noticeably. The populace seemed sparse compared to where he hailed from.
It was clear to Baji this place was pushed out to the very edges of Patilvadi .However, the locale appeared within Ratnagiri. He was a well- travelled man, so certain elements of the surroundings within this journey struck him. He wasn't sure where he was? yet he observed, the common dress sense of the people he saw; the street vendors, the small parade of shops; and finally the pedestrians spoken dialect seemed similar to that spoken at Patilvadi from whence he came from. Thus Baji deduced that the determined radius of this place so far, was not way out of the parameters of the districts of Ratnagiri.
Both vehicles drove on, one led , while the other followed cautiously. Naku felt like a prisoner driven to a different jail. She turned and reached out for Babi's hand and yet again protested against Nana's heavy handed attitude toward's her. Babi replied in a muffled tone,
"sirf Nana Sahib hi nehin kasoorwar Naku, Patilvadi ko chorne ka khayal us bhoode ghossat halqat! Kaido ka tha.. chal Bappa wahan bhi tere saath tha; aur ab us naye jagga pe bhi tere saath hoga , tu chitna maat kar" consoled Babi as she stroked Naku's hand during the drive..
Then suddenly ahead Baji saw, from the seat of his jeep, the backdrop of the hazy slightly sloped imposing mountain against the horizon. Directly , tucked away in the valley beneath, stood what appeared to Baji like some sort of a farm house. The rear ,what he made out stood like a cluster of built up match boxed rooms packed together, that went all the way round to presumably the rear of the house which was not visible. Verandas too ran around the compact single story faade. The structure lay huddled neatly under the apex of a red slate tiled pyramid roof.
The farmhouse Mandwa nivas, Nana sahibs retreat, sat amidst lush green lawns, cordoned off with a vegetable plots too and a row of citrusy orange grove. A variety of local trees flanked the farmhouse like sentinels which clearly concealed the bare front view of the farmhouse from any unwelcome visitors.
Baji braked down to second gear as he watched, Nana's car go through the simple arched wooden gate that led to the house ahead. The four by four land cruiser reached the inner gravel path under which the tyres crunched and finally came to a halt. Baji thought it best to remain inconspicuous and therefore stopped his jeep away from the house. Luckily he came across a grove of tall poplars, where he reversed his jeep slowly and then crept through the grove and carried out a recce ..silent investigation of the place.
He crept, and stumbled across the back of the farmhouse. Wild growth was evident, young trees and thick shrubberies, dense thicket . A little further in the clearing stood a rudimentary fence erected that confined within it's boundary, stables with a few horses, cattle sheds, that held both large and small animals respectively. The tiny back yard also boasted a huge ancient tree with a cemented seat that went all the way round the tree trunk. Right opposite it, there stood a few shoddy barrack style rooms, probably kept as servant quarters. Baji, thus assumed, looked like this Nana was living in this heavenly retreat like a king as well! Baji screwed his face and looked around the foliage and the density of the greenery around the house sufficient! for exits and access routes too.
Once he had gathered enough information about this farm house, he headed back for his jeep. As soon as he got behind the wheel and headed home, he mused, Bhau wish you would contact me at least.. Bhau, much has changed in the short while you have been away. Bhau ! you never think ,that Baji might need you too.. Bhau I am used to being your shadow.. how could you forget me? yakeen nehin hota Bhau, ke tu Baji ko bhool gaya hai.. yaad haina.. how we would share our food even when we were children.. Bhau tune tu Aye Sahib ka bhi nehin soocha! bas Bhau! I can't wait any longer for you.. laut ah Bhau.. kafi ho gaya hai ab, how much longer will you make us wait? kamal hai ree tere dosti Dutta!
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Roops like a ray of sunshine blocked his way at the muddy road. This time Baji smiled at her favourably. In fact she was just what he needed at the moment, to take his mind off his sentimentality..
"beith ja Roops! and she jumped in and grabbed his arm! and he turned to look at her and chided her
"Roops ke baachi! kabhi tu serious ho jaya kar! he snapped , and suddenly his voice faltered and he added ,"Bhau bolta hai aise mujhe, Baji baskar! har waqat ke apne muskhari! Roops patted his arm as he changed gear and replied caringly
"I know Baji you miss Dutta Bhau a lot, that's the thing with friends if they leave, in your life a huge gap emerges.. that's how I feel about Naku too.. was so used to seeing her every day , we'd laugh at the silliest of things and cry at the minutest of things like homeless young birdies!.. waise I worry about her welfare too, Baji... it's frightening to imagine that she is at some unknown destination". Baji drove on and parked near their usual meeting patch on the fields that was overlooked by the old grinding mill. Baji avoided looking into to her , but had a meltdown when he noticed her otherwise smooth brow creased with concern for her friend Naku too ,and he couldn't withhold any longer
"Roops , main janta hoon Naku kahan hai! thanks to your alerting me ,I followed them and came upon some farmhouse dwelling on the remote ends of Ratnagiri... may be the new environment will deviate her mind off Dutta.. till he returns.. look Roops, I can tell you also with some clout that Bhau will return. Roops intervened, slightly taken aback
"how do you know he will return? hope it's not latching on to more information , that you haven't disclosed to me Baji rao? may I remind you that I too along with yourself am working towards the unison of Dutta and Naku! Roops protested. Baji looked at her tenderly and responded
"dekh Roops, why is it that we both become highly strung when it comes to Bhau and Naku? look, in trying times, to maintain a balanced mental equilibrium is vital.. I for one, can't think straight if I am wound up! rehe baat about Bhau's return.. all I can say is that I have faith in Bhau's final words to me.. that of his return.. Roops uske zabaan hi kafi hai. Take a tip from me, that in friendship as in most relationships related to the heart, it fares well, when we keep our faith alive! rather then be bogged down by despair.." Roops accepted his words of conviction , but soon after she commented
"but Baji, Dutta Bhau may become relaxed in his return, as he isn't aware that Naku has moved and also more than before ,has to be saved without further delay! Baji shook his head and replied
"phirse lotcha? just gave you a lecture and you moaning again! dhek Roops! lovers are odd.. they communicate through waves of silence.. their senses even from extended distances can relay sos messages to each other in times of trouble! so I wouldn't worry too much about whether Dutta knows or not about Naku's latest quandary.." and with these words ,he signalled to Roops to sit in the jeep.. As Baji gave her a sided look and remarked..
"and you can't say Roops I don't tell you everything.. ye ju main edhurich ayea hai ,tu wo thujhe brief kerne, taisa tareen khabir dena,koi aam kahani nehin! breaking news shamjhe! he started his jeep and exerted pressure on the accelerator in slight angst. Roops smiled, she was content that alongside Dutta and Naku her and Baji's little love tale too chugged along.. secretly..
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Naku's trauma lessened a bit when she realized much to her relief that Nana was meant to be out for quite a while as the harvest season was in full swing and his keen eye or rather greedy eye went looking for what he could wrangle out of the poor farmers in the name of goodwill money! such a low life was he. Babi unpacked her stuff and headed out to the rear of the house. Naku begged her
" Babi maa main jante hai ke aap ko bola Nana ne ke ab naukar ke quarters mein raho.. pun abhi tu wo nehin hai yahan.. tu saman apna rekh do quarter mein. pun raho ge aap mere saath wale kamre mein, mujhe is naye jagga pe dar lage ga Babi maa.."pleaded Naku as she pegged on Bappa's wall plague in place in her new room. Babi agreed, that Naku was likely to be frightened and hence she should really stay indoors until Nana returns and then she would challenges him for a proper room within the house ,rather then outside..
Soon after Naku had unpacked she looked around the room and opened the window and allowed fresh air in.The sweet subtle smell of narcissuses flooded into her nostrils and then dwindled behind her into her new room. A bit of the colour returned to her face and she informed Babi..
" Babi maa tu apna saman set kar in the room next to mine, aur main ghar ke ass pas ek chakar laga kar aati hai..but Babi suggested some more spiritual
" Naku puja ke thali sajate hai? tu phir ghar ke ghurd diya ki lau ki dhooni bhi kar lena" Naku did as she was told. She strolled slowly out of the front of the house, then went around the house devoutly as she palmed aside the fumes of the incense stick and the flicker of the diva with her hand. She prayed accordingly, Bappa, blessed is today, as you are invoked to shower your attention upon this farm house. Bappa! likewise I implore you to have compassion upon my future too.. Bappa! you know about all my unspoken fears, alleviate them with your gracious eye upon this parentless Naku! Bappa, watch over Saab keep him out of harm's way! and bring him back to me safely. Deep in obeisance with the puja thali balanced over one palm, she ventured around the back of the house. With interest, her heart went out to the animal sheds. The bleat of the goats ,took her off her nearly completed task of doing arti around the house! and through the back door, she entered the house, rested the thali on the dining table.
She returned with quickened steps, with tears in her eyes she patted the head of a dark brown goat who rubbed tenderly against Naku'slower arm. Sadly Naku, cried out in a broken voice
"Kajri teri bhaut yaad ah rahe hai! kash tu mere pas hoti " and she bowed her head down and kissed the goats head who frisked about in the animal pen happily. It's as if the animal recognized Naku's inherent love for it's kind. Naku turned around and found fresh green stalks of fodder and tenderly brought it over and fed the goat. She was amused as the others too snorted and crowded near the edge of the pen wanting to be fed too. She looked around to check if there was a farm hand? but none was seen, and she wondered who fed these animals in enclosures?
Bored she inspected the back of the house and noticed the ancient tree in the middle of the mud court behind the house. She noticed a rope ladder, which hung from the side of the tree with the upper end scaled into some kind of tree house! while it's lowest rung hung loosely. She looked up yet again and confirmed to herself that above her head the tree held an old tree house , which was probably used as some sort of a watch tower. Her sense of adventure goaded her to climb the rope held wooden rungs of the shaky ladder. Once she reached the top, she held her breath! as her green eyes slowly moved across the view. Nana's fields could be seen across as far as her eyes roved. She mused, he owns vast stretches of cultivated lands, yet his avarice knows no bounds! how insatiable is his greed? she wiped a tear, who knows these stretches of land might have belonged to her father? she bit her lip , looked up to the azure blue sky, and mused, but I desire nothing, money, comfort or power.. I only starve for my Saab's love! She gulped and swallowed a lump in her throat and looked for other objects to divert her attention from her Saab. Pining for him is ongoing, his absence is evident in everything she does, it's him she sees, hears, feels ! all the instances when she is conscious.. it's like he's cast a spell over her..this love of Saab has swept her whole existence in some sweet yet painful paranoia.. Naku sniffed, then looked across for help.. any help! that would set her free from the bondage of her own impatience! Bitterly, she thrashed within her own self, maybe to discipline this impatience for his return was in itself something she has to nurture within herself a mellowed perseverance... hinged on blind trust upon his word.. "main wapis aaon ga Naku..". her nostrils flared as she looked across the hazy fields and determined faraway, one or two farm houses too, could be termed as neighbours ..but she suspected kept to themselves. even though , she herself would be wary of approaching them for help.. what would she say , her Saab has gone missing? This instead, would land her in an unpleasant situation, where the neighbour would pass a negative judgement upon her! an unwed girl who dares to love some man! who isn't her husband! his words come back at her yet again, "main wapis ayeon ga Naku.."and she held her face in her palms and cried..for relief..
"haan Saab.. when you said these words ,you did come back.. but then you came and took me away from my mess.. only to send me back! now I still hold your promise close to my heart.. but then when will you return? Saab my eyes seek you! and all I see is miles and miles of desolate silence ..can you not hear my heart calling you Saabb!!! ???and calling him, she sank down on her legs and had a good cry.. interspaced with Saab! Saab!
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In the days that followed, Naku often stood before a calendar in her room that visually showed her how many days , weeks, month since he had vanished into thin air. Fear understandably gripped her as more time lapsed. She was anxious about his safety, his brothers were his biggest foes , what could be more unfortunate. Abysmal thoughts troubled her, what if his brothers had something to do with his disappearance? and what if they have..? and she would cry at the horrific notion. Then often, she moved away from the calendar and posted herself before Bappa.. who invariably had the ongoing task of picking up Naku from her anguish and sadness.
Baji's brave front of quiet confidence about Dutta's eventual return, too started to show fissures and he often shared his despair with Roops.
"Roops ,zindagi mein phele bar muhje dar lag raha hai.. hope nothing has happened to Bhau? it's been sometime now, few months.. zamana gharab hai..kuch ghalat na ho jaye Bhau ka saath! jiska humien na pata ho.." Baji admitted. Roops often gathered his wits for him and reminded her dimple boy man!
"areee Baji rao! where is your previous faith in Dutta Bhau's word? stop being such a baby! and hang on to your faith! samjha!"
But Baji needed to share Dutta's absence with Aye Sahib as well.. it was evident that she was distressed too and nearly swooned. But Baji's reassurance that Dutta had promised him that he would return, revived hope in her heart again, and thus with great conviction she supported him spiritually
"dekh Baji.. jis insaan ke pas uske maa ka pyar ho; bhai jaise dost ka pyar ho; aur Naku jaise larki ka pyar ho; PatilWadi ke ghareeb logoon ka pyar ho .. uska koi ek bal bhi banka nehin kar sakta! tu chinta maat kar Baji.. devi maa aur Bappa hain uske saath wo jahan bhi hai.." and she walked towards Bappa's statue and pleaded one to one for her older son's safe return..
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Out of the stream nearby the edge of the hardy shack of Jogi Nath.. ripples formed, followed by bubbles.. then the sudden expulsion from the pits of the water!!! rose the head that held thick wavy shoulder length hair, doused with water. A pair of strong muscular arms propped up and folded, as the moistened rounded shoulders knotted, across the wet jet black mat of chest hairs! a pair of slender fingered pink palms! wiped away access water from a pair of deep set contracted eyes! Dutta! relaxed his full pink lips! and sucked in the surplus water that dripped off his pronounced nose. He stood torso deep in the stream and as he looked down into the water, he cupped his palms with water and further splashed his bearded face with wate . His dark beard that covered his square jaw, slanted just slightly across his cheeks and hung off his seemingly indented chin. He ran his fingers backwards through the thick wet hairline of his broad smooth forehead, and flattened his hands all the way down to his wavy shoulder length hair. He sighed as he palmed his beard and shook off water from it .Then he cast his eyes on his reflection in the stilled waters and saw a transformed Dutta in appearance..
"ye darree, ye lambhe baal.. hummh, tu badal gaya hai Dutta... Jogi bun gaya hai .. and then in his original fashion he felt and scratched his chest hairs and turned his head the other way from his reflection and said grimly to his Jogi image
" haan badla hai main! apni Naku ke liye, ju nehin badla hai wo hai Naku ke liye pyar.. kuch pane ke liye khud ko khona parta hai" and he curved his thumb and wiped off a tear from the outer corner of his eye..
"saabbb kab aao ge aap? He thought he heard her sweet melodious voice, and he tilted his head to one side and said out aloud
"Dutta bawara ho gaya hai tu! nehin hai wo".. and he began to wade out of the stream towards ashore. The lower half of his body emerged gradually, bound in a lion cloth , beads of water trickled down his athletic lions all the way to his lower legs.. Saaab!! Saab! ruko tu! he heard her again, and turned only his head abruptly and slowly cast his eyes down onto the ripples of the water.. Naku! he called desirably...
With her head covered with an olive green wide golden bordered pallu ,she smiled at him her whole face lit up at the sight of him.. the wide green pools of her eyes, sparkled! the radiance of her expression shone from behind her pearly nose nath! she wore apearly mundali, that framed her face and to extended her beauty .. her countenance dwindled on the surface water of the stream..
"Saab dekho !! Naku ne aap ke liye shringar kiya hai!! she called.. then her illusion began to recede and she called out to this stranger!!
"maaf kar do Sahib.. main aap ko koi mera apna samjhe ! pun aap tu koi aur ho, wo nehin jise ka main intazzar kar rehe hai... she disappeared! only ripples stayed behind , which gradually subsided as well.. Dutta took a deep breath pulled out his taut muscular bare wet legs, folded them , and stepped on the dark sharp boulders on the banks of the stream, where his clothes.. the saffron robe lay spread out on a massive boulder for drying after a wash. Nimbly, he stood on the bank tall, somewhat lean.. and bent to feel the dryness of his attire.. which it was, then he put on his clothes, and donned the image of a Jogi that he hankered for..
Barefoot he walked from the edge of the stream back onto the forest floor. His soles had toughened up to the degree, that now the terrain didn't feel any different to him.. he smiled and mused, if one exercises discipline ,the body can be tamed and moulded to custom and practice. He recalled, how he hardly ever walked barefoot before, had leather mojaris to protect his feet. He moved the entwined branches with his hands as he thought, the only walls he had around him before, were those of his home.. and he said aloud pensively
"and that was a freedom where I felt like a prisoner.. held in bondage by deceptive relationships.. aur yahan is jungle ke limit mein , main azzad hoon! he shouted out!
" here in the jungle, can say anything and everything without causing grief to anyone.. is jungle ke rehne wali muhje apna manta hai! besides this jungle has taught me that if I want to exist it allows me too.. it accepted me with all my shortfalls.. where as in my own home , I was constantly reminded of my failings .. on every occasion I was made to feel a lesser man.. aur ye jungle is na muhje insaan samjha , ju bure se bure halat mein bhi zinda jee sakta.. it's taught me to ascertain the limits of my mind body and soul! he walked ahead to his shack from whence came Kajri running straight at him.. he bent down and scooped her up and held her against his chest.. and then laughed at Kajri's gleeful wet licks that she planted on Dutta's neck which was hairless.. he doubled his chin and his black beard crowned Kajri's fleecy white head. .. amused he said
"Kajri my love.. you recognise me even under my over grown long hair and unkempt frazzled beard.. but Naku.. maine dekha.. she didn't know her Saab, iska matalab ye hai ke Naku ke himmat kam parne legi hai.. but on the other hand Kajri, shayed is jungle se baher ke duniya main jana ka waqat ah gaya hai.." he speculated. But he had to prepare his supper first, so he went into the vegetable patch ground. Dutta stirred the vegetable broth over the small fire and then stared at the embers and mused.. here I have also learnt to hunt for myself and provide for my basic needs like , food , clothing and shelter. He smiled, at his life as it was in the past.. everything was provided for him.. but now the desire to survive has taught him well and shown him the value of life.. ye mere zindagi ju sirf mere nehin ab, Naku ke bhi hai!
As he ate his broth from the wooden bowl.. he wondered if he could provide for himself ,did it mean that he was now sure that he would be Naku's provider too? he would try.. he mused, but this he knew for sure that he would provide for Naku in hard times after all the stiff training he has received in the jungle .Soon after he heard.. the voice of his conscience
" wo tu thek hai Dutta.. but to support her , you will have to forgo the discipline retreat of this forest.. you will have to now prove your trained mettle amongst the outside world and to your beloved Naku... but when?? Dutta now waits for his calling to leave the forest..
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Nana Tavde returned soon after the harvesting in the area subsided. He attempted to reap the harvest in his home, Nakusha! his key to accumulating further wealth. He called her in sending feelers to sense her attitude. With a deceitful smile plastered across his moustached face , he gave her a peace offering of yet another weighty pure gold set. Naku was hesitant but he reminded her with mock affection
"look Nakusha a gift given with love shouldn't be rejected.. waise I hope you are comfortable in your new surroundings? The whole point of bringing you here was to remove you from the cramped environment of PatilWadi.. so you can start life anew . Dekh Naku meri baachi, main tera bura nehin kar sakta.. kab tere pa zalum maine kya? rani bana ke rakha hai thujhe.. meri bhi koi izzat hai.. Kaido ne mujhe bahut bura bhala kha.. maine sab bardasht kiya ,tere liye meri baachi! aur haan wo Dutta ,jis ke pheeche tu jaan deti hai! mere daar se dum dabba ke bhag gaya hai Nakusha... bhag gaya hai! Nana roared with laughter ,paused and then continued," aise aadmi se tu lagan kerna chate hai ju baghorra ho? tera khayal wo khak rekhe ga! mere baat man le.. Kaido ke liye haan ker de, aur koi raasta nehin! he mocked her and then pushed the velvet jewellery box condescendingly towards her across the dining table..
"here take it! and go to your room and see how it looks on you ! he scorned her. Naku returned to her room and hurled the gold set across her bed and then sat on the floor ,her folded arm rested on her bed. Broken, she he looked up tearfully at Bappa's wall plaque and protested
"Bappa you see how this evil man derides me, how he taunts at Saab as well! Bappa provide protection for me, provide me with your strength so that with each and every hurtful word of Nana, instead of crushing me! galvanize me more to fight him in return ! by standing up for my rights in a placid manner! Although one way she appeared together in putting up a front before Nana, but where Saab was concerned she still harped on about his speedy return.. kab wapis aao ge Saab? jab Kaido mujhe lae jae ga? and her voice faltered as she ran to her window and looked out at the miles of miles off harvested land and near enough rural wilderness! as signs of life in the form of inhabitants were hardly evident..Kaido the low life certainly knew where to pick his spot of enclosing her. She stepped out into the garden area tucked away to the front of the garden.. the metal jhola looked tempting enough and she sat on it not for swinging but to imagine what Saab would say if he stood before her, feet slightly parted, dressed in a black kurta and white dhoti .. with open arms.. she blushed bashfully as she fantasized his voice
"chaal ab dekh kya rehe hai Naku.. bahoon mein ahhh.. it's been ages since I held you.. Naku stood up and ran ahead towards her Saab..
A pair of hands gripped her upper arms ,and then a chortle ,and whiff of boozy breath. She jumped back alarmed, horrified! as she saw who the man was.. Kaido! who wanted more of her and as she reversed back he limped ahead. His walking stick dug holes in the soft soil. Naku fast lost her presence of mind she was far too baffled . Kaido chuckled as his body limped ahead to grab her.. he stopped briefly and called
"bhaag kyun rehe hai lardki ! tera hone wala pati hoon ,koi gher nehin! dekh meri baat maan le.. wo tera yaar tu ab wapis nehin aye ga.. mera dil ke rani bun ja! and he hurled himself at her and she pushed him away! repulsed by his lecherous touch.. he nearly lost his balance but regained it again! to continue with his impure motives. Naku panicked and kept receding backwards from him, while he hobbled towards her with his walking stick that left single punctured pits in the soil. In terror Naku jerked backwards terrorized that he may strike her with his stick. Her eyes remained on it, as he wobbled on and before she knew it she fell backwards on the garden jhola, the swing lurched! By now Kaido stood before her menacingly and she jerked up to escape! But he leant over her and slammed his stick across the chains that held the jholi and blocked Naku behind it! he pushed his stick back till it was inches away from Naku's neck! and then with an evil snort he brought his filthy mouth towards Naku's face.. she screammmedd SAAABBB! and then kicked Kaido hard in the groin that he yelped! and dropped his stick that blocked her on the swing!
Naku ran frantically across the grass and he turned, held his stick and hurled it towards her legs! She was hit and crashed on the grass. He limped like the devil incarnate , grabbed the back of her shirt and tore it down! Naku screamed SAAABBB! SAABBB!
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Dutta woke up with a start! the winds howled outside! a storm was underway the wind wailed and shrieked.. Saab! saaab! Saab! it raged and shrieked !Dutta sprang to his feet grabbed Kajri! seized a cloth shoulder bag, held his wooden staff! Slipped on his wooden one knob clogs and stepped out of the hut and looked up to the trees that swayed and lurched wildly as if bidding fare thee well to Dutta . The wind screeched and boomed like a banshee! Dutta was literally puffed and pushed him out to the edge of the jungle .The thunderous velocity raged against his shoulder length hair that rumpled! his saffron robe stuck to his tall figure.The final demonic gust of wind whistled, and shook all around that was caught in it's frenzied madness! till he was forcibly expelled and thrust out of the forest ! on to the edge of a road! Suddenly the storm ebbed, and the raging crescendo gradually stopped... Dutta stirred and realized his beloved Kajri lay shielded by his huge limp body.. he shifted and stretched his arm on the road! and then closed his eyes...his lips called Naku.. Naku.. and he passed out..
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Naku's screams brought Babi running out of the farm house. Babi too held her sandal and slapped and hit the dirty old man and screamed at the guards ,
" le ke jao ise Nana Sahib ke pas , kulte! use bhi pata chale ye kitna halkat insan hai.. deva deva ek dum janwar! and she threw a chunni over Naku and helped her to find her feet, caringly took her into the house. Naku showed Babi, where she had been scratched by the uncouth beast Kaido. Babi consoled her and helped her to change her clothes. the poor girl shook in fear and refused to letgo off her Babi maa. Babi was irate and had a good mind to bring this Kaido to task, but she soon remembered her place in the household and left matters for Nana Sahib to deal with. That night Naku shook like a leaf, and slept in the motherly arms of Babi maa..
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A local trucker rumbled down the road. He sang songs of meeting his beloved who waits for him at home.. for long he had been away from his lady love! now his heart leapt with joy. He steered his huge truck wheel, but very soon he began to put his brakes on as he could make out a figure in a saffron robe! The trucker looked up at the tiny golden idol of Ganesha on his dash board and called out ,
" jai Bappa! ye tu koi Jogi hai.. appan ko rokna pare ga!. The truck was pulled to the side of the road. He jumped out and ran towards Dutta! and crouched beside the holy man
"Jogi ji, aap theek tu ho..? he felt Dutta and moved him from the side, to his back.. Dutta raised his palm and replied..
"thek hoon baache.. muhje uthao.. he demanded. The trucker gently raised the young Jogi to his feet. Dutta slipped his toes in the wooden clogs and then asked.. kahan tak ja rehe ho baache?.. to be continued Hamlet53~ 15.5.15
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N.B..waise bart,twinkie wherefore art thou?.. baki sab you have a great week end.. much love hammie
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