All the beautiful daughters of Mara by Ashok Aatreya (beach books .TXT) 📖

meet Mr Mehta in his Seva Sangh.There is a post of Dy Director in his heath project.You will be on deputation there…and then there was some urgent call for Mr Murdia from Education Minister.
Anand left him telling that he will think over the new proposal and meet Mr Mehta in case he intends to join …But at the same time he felt, perhaps a piece of ‘ginger-bread’ has been thrown to him…now it’s up to him which way he should move.
He got soon a stay order from court, did not join his new post at Bikampur and remained on a long leave, enjoyed his creativity.

Anand’s thoughts moved around this ‘Ginger-bread’ thrown to people (Dogs) like him by establishment from time to time whenever ‘they’ find slightest danger from ‘them’. It’s a permanent game of have and have not’s.
He was having his resignation in his hand and wanted to post it to his biggest boss (E.C) instead of submitting formally to his Head Master Saheb who was a very simple and nice person. Rather he had good respect for Anand and was proud of being a staff teacher in his school. He also knew about the background of his revolutionary Nana who engaged in the Mewar areas with his untiring and uncompromising spirits against the colonial rules.

He had read his resignstion letter again and again. He even counted the words…Only eleven words final communication…He felt by writing this letter he has become a free spirited man.Till the moment he penned his eleven words on the white blank sheet he stretched his legs, thrown his arms and relaxed himself.His mind, body and atman in total harmony.Then he put his letter under the pillow…that letter again created some sort of sensation in him, he took it back and read each and every word again. He was excited. Perhaps he has given a proper treatment to a Bureaucrat.He took his pen and wrote some words in his diary-…You are a Bureaucrat, I am not•/ You travel by Ambassaor, I do not/ You wear a double cuff fullsleeve shirt under a brown coat•/
I don’t/ You are the God of file, I am not/ You remain busy on long trunk-calls, I Do not/You urinate in your inner office toilet, I do not/You give dictation, I do not/ I am a teacher/Every moment I feel a knife of uncertain future, hanging over my head,You do not feel it/ One day that knife will fall on my neck,The black board over my head will be covered by my blood/Before I leave school/ I am under a permanent stress/God is opium to me/Politics prostitution/Social Work,another madness/School a sanetorium/Businee is brokership/ All other jobs innocence/We all think corrupt,act corrupt/ Corruption is our culture/Art/Civilization. He felt his existence in stake.He felt himself even smaller to insects .One house lizard looked to him like a Dynosaur.At his own door he felt his dead body lying.Everything looked dying and decaying.

And still he had to go miles before he slept.Before he wanted to take a sound sleep he thought about Bhairvi since his resignation was then also going to affect his future marriage prospects. His realities of life were beyond any poetry, philosophy, politics or art.In ‘Plato’s Republic’ there was no place for a poet. To him also the mathematics of life should be as clear and practical as two plus two makes four. There was no Confusion about that .The real poem of life was related tobarefacts like-
HOUSE,LIGHT,WATER,FOOD,ROADS,MARKETS,SCHOOLS,HOSPITALS,TEMPLES,THEATRES,RESTAURANTS,CROWD.WIFE,FATHERS AND GRAND FATHERS,ALL OTHER RELATIVES ,FRIENDS. Besides that all other innumerable small but beautiful things…milk.potato,sugar,fees of your child,changing numbers of spects,tavelling,toothpaste,Rudramahayagya, kalashyatra,abortion of the next door adolescent girl,dead body in the courtyard,Garud Puran, uncleared accounts of news paper agent,greeting cards,Iloo Parrot in the cage,and last but not least …the made in India GINGER BREAD for people.
Anand for the time being joined another rival N.G.O in Udaipur which also indirectly supported in his ventures to write against the establishment in local papers. Now he was also a column writer in a small weekly News Paper-Rashtradhara. It had a circulation of two-three hundred copies and more complementaries going to all important persons in the administration so he was happy to express his views through that medium.His column was popular.He used his shadow name ‘Sanjaya’ as a column writer.As the character of great epic Mahabharat, he told (wrote)the running commentary to blind Dhritarashtra ( according to him blind administration and leaders).In that column, once he exposed a shadow deal of the modern printing press donated to Seva Sangh by some International N.G.O for the purpose of their literacy campaign ,supported by the same I.N.G.O but sold in ten lacs to one prestigious media group of Jaipur and in that deal Mr Murdia played an important role.That exposure created sensation for some time but the matter was ignored by the government.He also covered ‘Bhagalpur Blinding case and wrote a detailed story after witnessing and interviewing victims with wounding photographs and his that coverage reached Mrs Mira Gandhi, who was P.M at that time.The blinding were the result of ‘mob fury’ as reported by national press and unfortunately no action was taken.Even the Chief Minister of Bihar refused to resign as P.M also did not show her willingness to tell him to step down.His writing made sense to him for some time then he withdrawn himself as without reaching and targetting to bigger audience it all seemed a wasteful exercise.


28/MATTER OF MATRIMONY


For around a year of their affairs, Bhairvi got a new posting in the Hamidia Hospital of Bhopal. That city was her parent’s home, and that made her to move away from him. They departed on the halfway of their journey of love. Although the meetings in the lake city Udaipur were very frequent. Anand could only keep himself in touch with Bhairvi through letters and very often by telephone. At that time talking to a person in distance was a difficult task and one had to speak loudly which was rather embarrassing, since the talks could be over heard by anybody sitting close to the telephone. Anand and Bhairvi both could not talk more on telephone because the bill was high and not affordable.... still they could not live without dialogue, as it was the demand of their intimacy.
There was a mediator between them in the initial stage in Bhopal who received the mail. His love letters, written to Bhairvi, because by that time she was not feeling settled in the hospital, she was transferred to different departments and she was also not confident and secured to receive mail in the hospital address. The letters were initially censored through the office of the Superintendent of Nursing, who was a very strict, senior and unmarried lady... Naturally any love letter in her hand could be explosive. When she got a posting in the Medico-legal unit, she was little bit relaxed since the environment was suitable to her. She could get the mail directly in her hand there. Sometimes, since, the department was close to the post office unit, in hospital, she would normally receive her letters there itself.
The stage of the mediator was little bit risky although the woman was a distant relative of Bhairvi. One or two time, when she received her letters through her, she found the envelop open, that meant, the letter was opened and read by the old lady out of her own curiosity and frustrations. Bhairvi could not complain to her but after a very short time when the old lady demanded to share the letters of Anand, Bhairvi felt bad about it and ultimately switched off the connection of her mediator.
The parents from both the parties in the matter of matrimony were still not agreed and Anand decided to move to Bhopal for formal talks with the parents of Bhairvi. Her father and mother were settled in Bhopal. His father was a retired G.P.O. in-charge of Philately Bureau and mother was a housewife. Since long they were living in the city and made a house in Kohefiza. Her maternal uncles were in Kerala. As a matter of fact the pressure of un-approval was more from her Kerala relatives, who were far from Bhopal but since they had strong sentiments for Bhairvi, they were reluctant to marry her to any of North-Indian-Marwari (for them anybody belonging to the state of Rajasthan was a Marwari)
In India people still hesitate to extend their relation beyond their cast and in distant lands, although lot of water is flown from the river Ganges, since this country had been the victim of her own conservative ideas and after awakening in the modern days. It is again a strange reality that people still have a biased opinion for Marwaris who are great entrepreneurs and adventurers so for as the mixing, outgoing and developing the new ways of life is concerned. This community at large had a global presence and deep-rooted ties with all the other communities of the world and that way the Marwaris have proved that they are the free people and believe in the cosmopolitan culture.
In this respect the prejudiced feeling of Bhairvi's maternal uncle's was not justified. Anand wanted to see that the bridge is made and the gap between them is over at the earliest so that he may have a good settled and happy married life with Bhairvi. His visit to Bhopal was only related to his wishful thinking and he was keen to see the both ends meet so far his parents were concerned he was ready to go against them. He was sure that after the marriage everything will be all right.


29/IN THE CITY OF KHWAJA

.Anand had left his teaching job of Udaipur and joined a daily news paper as Chief Sub Editor in Ajmer, the famous city of khwaja the Garibnawaj. He was also contributing a regular column for the city edition of the news paper which created controversy. The latest one being his sensational series "N" which was emotionally very touching investigative reporting about the under ground sex rackets of city and through that series he exposed one after the othermany white collar prestigeous persons from community of students, teachers, doctors, photographers and nursing college and even religions ethnic groups, who were involved in that girlie activity. This sensational investigative column—‘N.’in the world famous city of Dargah Sharif exposed number of persons who were indulged in the dubious sex activity and spoiled the moral fiber of the city. The inside story was related to one educated girl of reputed family, who was tempted to become a part of the organized prostitution. Before that as a young ambitious girl she was like a 'fork in the road' that was unfortunate for her as she joined as a receptionist in a local guest house, but very soon she was taken to different farm houses to entertain high up people of society.
The first letter of the name of that girl was “N” hence Anand only used that letter exposed her underground connections with some people involved in the licentious activity in city… Anand received lot of phone calls and even letters of 'dire-consequence' at his home and in the office for stopping the publication of column ‘N’ but he never cared and simply handed over these letters to the proprietor of the paper and informed him about the matter. He usually received the threatening phone calls after mid-night. As a seasoned author and a mature journalist he wrote bold and untold story of immoral health of the city and deteriorated condition of its people which could spoil the entire society at large…
It was an interesting meeting of Anand with –‘N’- Neena.She was a true sport girl of beautiful five feet nine inch height.Her complexion was wheatish..Since she was