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"sir , phone call for you"woke patanjali who was sitting in his seat in office." D.C is online"he continued.
He rubbed his face with both hands and went to the table & picked up the receiver .
"sir, iam patanjali, the newly oppointed pollution control officer."
"yes,mr patanjali how is your office"
"fine sir"
"well, i called to tell,you have hardly some twelve days, to make all the experiments & produce the documents of your
findings by the end of this month. it would be submitted to the primeminister who is expected
to visit on the first day of next month for the inaugaration ceremony of 'surya govt. hospital',and the extended air port
you have to take incharge of the varanasi-kasi water issue as well.for that take the suggestions
of your assistants. one more thing ,be careful& dont take any drastic action against the saints-they are trouble some"
"yes sir"
"good. call me if you find any thing important or find any thing necessary"
Next day early in the morning at 4:30 ,patanjali & his young assistant get up for morning walk where
he puts forth his doubts before the assistant for the rationale behind the cannibalism in the modren age.
While jagging, a saint like person came across their way.
"they are the klutz, who believe that eating of corpse will make them immortal"
"do every one hear eat..."
"no .no they are a very few, about....about some five or six & found very rare. infact they are the
sorcerists & i think one or two saints are also..."
His assistant introduced him to the saints who was a young man who had recently a stroke of chicken-pox
as well evident from pimples on his face.
"he is mr patanjali ,new pollution control officer"
"glad to meet you my name is shiv shankar"
On coming to know that he had come to see the historical places, shiv sahnkar voluteered to be his guide.
"taj mahal is no beauty"he continued ,"but people are so inclined for it...i cannot understand why... grave..."
"why is it not beautiful?"
With this he was silenced but his thoughts could never be for something he believed.
"shiv shankar as we get through the entrance , dont you observe the taj mahal, the pillrs...getting away from us"
"it always happen...i mean it is illusion"
"do you believe in what aryans believe..."
"gindagi mein har mod ek jhatka se aata hein aur ek jhetke se hi jaata hein"
"yes"
"are you an aryans?"
"yes"
As they tlked they approached a girl who was tying different flowers into a bunch like a booket.His eyes
were really watered when she raised her head to talk with his brother . She was the same girl he had
first seen at the stadium.
"take some flowers" shiv shankar asked patanjali & he himself picked up a bunch & presented it to him.
Patanjali who had his hand in the pocket of his night gown stretched his hand to her to give money
musing that he had money in his hand. She was proffessional as was evident from the way she was
struck to the demand by stretching her hand as well.
"o.k. there is no need for you to give miney "shiv shankar tried to cover the matter patanjali
took his hand back only to see no money in his hand, declared insolvant.
"o iam sorry "saying he tried to return the boucket to her
"no need "he told
"she is my sister"
"o i see thanks"
Patanjali even didn't knew when he turned back to her until he was interrupted by shivshankar at the market.
"dont you take vegetables. our townis really the best place to have the best dinner"
"o yes , will be back in 5 minutes",thus saying he ran towards the Tajmahal and disappeared from the scene.
Prayer from a near by mosque woke up the whole city & by now the whole city was in full light.Shiv sahnkar could not understand the
departure of this man - wheather he went to meet is sister or had any urgent matter.He walked barely towards the tajmahal and was
tarrying at a street that leads to the junction. He stood there looking towards the junction.Within 5 minutes a hand touches
his shoulders.He turns back. It is , he ,patanjali,wearing a kerchief over his head. The thought struck
to his mind."i respect all religous truths.our master has been to varanasi for archioy ends.there is
nothing of babri masjid & ramjanmabhumi.it has beeen forgotten"
"i like 'BOMBAY'"
"but i dont" "i love it"
"Mani ratnam is...."
They hop away their way.in an turning , an old man &b a young boy were jagging their way after buying
vegetables.
The old man 'bodwell',the retaired scientist in nuclear resourse develoment, the grand father of the young college boy ,tired of jogging went to sit down at one of the benches laid on the pavement. He said to the boy "in our country,there are no good chances for scientists. You may be bored with my words.I tell u this every day. Wait.....Wait....as the young & responsible citizens of this country you must know these matters.For fifty years...i stress the word fifty years....there are no nuclear experiments in india :How can the scientists forget this matter & how can their show thier mettle to the world until they get a chance.Good ,the comprehensive test ban treaty is signed.But there is no change in the stratergy of the goverments programmes.There is just chance of goverments." Then they once again went away jagging.
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