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

help from some unknown agency... but who is that... where is that? ... He was still in the search. His own path finder!
He met lot of people ... He went to lot of places.... but one small thing changed his direction... He was reading one article in a world's well known magazine -Life International... and that reading changed his ideas, his thoughts his direction! Off course!!
The article was about some old Sofa.(It may be any furniture.) That sofa was taken to different places... like, it was kept on the lush green lawn of White House.... it was taken to one of the world's largest fall Niagara, against the flowing adventure of nature..... It was also perhaps taken to Paris and opposite Eiffel Tower. Many interesting photograph of the sofa were taken.... perhaps the intention of the photograph or the editor of the magazine was to interpret the life in its own way.... Even by placing non-living thing in surroundings... but in that way some intrinsic meaning of human life or the hidden treasure of nature... man to his environment... culture and civilization... art and its adventures.... could also be realized to some extent... He appreciated fully the effort of the editor and talked about the mind-set of any thinker with his close friends.... perhaps few of them also appreciated the idea of the magazine.
Then he again thought of some more things .Definitely the second thought appeared in his, otherwise normal mind... Could he also know his life like that? By going to places ...by meeting different people, wise, normal, ordinary, extra- ordinary minds.. Again and again the answer was yes or not... It was between the lines… two opposite poles … just opposite and unlike world's. That existed out side him.
Hence again he thought of the meaning of life from within himself ... thought of his own introspection... by-hunting deep end deep inside his own body mind and soul... and that way perhaps he could get the answer! Self-realization by going beyond and beyond ... but introvert... in the many ways of life... to see new dimensions fresh horizons.... opening of lotus like sun.... awakening!
How could it be possible in a very Small Span of life.... in limited days? Why limited.......... He thought, the time is limit less... the life is limit less.... the realization of the truth, the essence of life is also perhaps... His thoughts stopped to suggest.... He should wait... Could he wait....? He asked the question to himself...!
This search for the truth of his life was going to dogs… in broken thoughts and words he was trying to avoid the problem of life-time in a limited short time... rather in half sleep.... is that not a pretty.... affair ?
In one midwinter night moment Anand seen his wife Bhairvi in her sound sleep…but her face was looking disturbed. It was perhaps disturbed sleep. She was sleeping fortunately all his ideas were floating in his mind only... He did not even try to cross the bed of his wife… and put on the light.. He knew by this action he would disturb his wife more who was in deep sleep...
Anand thought. She must be dreaming of completing their unfinished house... which was lying without roof because there was no money for R.C.C. work. (Those were the days of his struggle in life, her wife Bhairvi had come from Bhopal after her first delivery…and he named his child Pranav!)... and there must be quarrel going on between him and her... the blame always coming on him for improper planning... ambitious designs and all other impractical things attached to his life...!
He set out for a journey to map more interesting details from dreaming mind of his wife....
‘His wife were standing before a ‘dream house Badal Mahal.’.. heaven on earth... dream.... coming true.... in real sense...The dialog between them started with interesting but irrelevant contexts as it normally happens in dreams---‘ Oh Anand you are dressed as Badshah Shahjahan ? ‘I thought when you have dressed like Mumtaj Begam…why should I not be like your husband…you are really looking gorgeous in while silk embroidery gown…and the Pashnina is wonderful…you are looking queen. ‘Oh why are you flying in the sky Anand? I am bringing you’re Pashmina from stars. …Anand was then suddenly reached in the court of Badshah and exchanged his turban with him…and again a change…in the Magazine of Ajmer in the side Jharokha Bhairvi was sitting along with the other Janana’s and the Ambassodor of East India Company Tomas Roe was presenting his credentials to Anand seated in the Mughal crown Takht-e-Taus. Outside his old haveli of Bikampur one flag was hoisting and two horses with the seal of Mughal court were standing waiting for his command…and his old Haveli was covering space of three open court yards with beautiful terrace garden..Jharokhas of intricate marble jalis…palace like huge opening gate with hanging balconies of transparent coloured cut glass and mirrors for ladies speaking about the royalty of the inside of the building that could overwhelmed the visitor…three independent staircases connecting galleries with frescos running from one end of the edifice to the other told the glories of his past heritage…But suddenly the scene changed…and both of them fell down from sky….searching in darkness the walls of their Haveli…. His lady Bhairvi was standing on the balcony of an incomplete house... all other houses of surrounding area of the Municipal colony were well finished… completed... Only her house was left roofless because of lack of money.
-‘Why you are not completing your house...? Your incomplete house looks like a jute patch in the silk carpet’.
-‘Yes, I am also worried.... but ‘he’ (She didn't call Anand by his name as the Hindu-wife is forbidden to take the name of their husbands! IN other words She would ‘allude’ to him but never’mention’ him by name !! ) is short of money... They were waiting for the cheque from their grand father... that was their own money.... which was lying with their grand father since the time they got married... his wife wanted to handle the answer intelligently.
-‘But from where the money came... was it not a dowry given to your husband…? The grand lady Mumtaj Begum wife of Shahjahan asked this question directly. Being the.... authority and the queen of Hindustan, her asking this question was not wrong.
"No... No dear sister... that money came as gift... the words coming out of his wife’s mouth were broken in speech…and suddenly the balcony collapsed… his wife got up from her sleep...
What happened? Did you see any bad dream? He asked his wife...
Why you always, think of bad dreams? She complained!
Anand did not complain of anything type of dream in life He knew she was a victim of passion throughout…and her goodness had been defeated by absurd ideas…that way Bhairvi was forced to close all the gates of her mind by her false-ego…she remained a slave of uncontrolled material desires…bewildered…lost, engaged in her own destructions…On contrary to it, Anand felt satisfied in gratifying his senses…as if these were the prime necessities of human civilization. Of late perhaps he realized that the sense of enjoyment in thee materialistic world was his great degradation and fell down into hell…where in the name of life he was under the cover of darkness, inertia, madness and illusions of life.
His relation with Shaheen, Sonal, Bhairvi and Divine were to be understood from different interpretations of dreams of their lives. And so was about the relations of all the individuals. Even with animals, places or things…relativity in all the relations was important. Loving of any cosmopolitan city was different than love of a small town .It was different in house in balcony in staircase, in the drawing-room, on roof-top. Even different out-side house on roads .In garden and … in cinema, everyone’s role was changed in given space and time .In broader sense sex could be a passing phase for some person but for others might be appetite or undying love. Then what was his or her fault..? Are we not creatures of this planet called love…?
He remembered to have met Divine after a long gap when late Prime Minister Balbir Gandhi visited Banswara in Rajasthan and he was holding special charge of his security. By that time she attained the height of a very senior politician in congress and she was the chief observer of changing political scenario of the state. She had also acquired the status of M.P in the upper house after the post fell vacant due to semi- retirement( as politicians normally never want to retire ) of Charan. Anand knew that Miss Divine was brought into politics by Charan.and very soon she emerged as a very strong national leader .Once she came in touch with Mr. Vijay Gandhi. Anand remembered her old days when he got her a job in a public school in Jaipur and there and then he introduced her to Mr. Charan… and since that time she raised her status very fast in society did not look back and became very popular in the power corridor of ruling party. Under the changing political scenario and on parallel footing, Anand also enjoyed the power politics and had attained positions as high as Ministers in both Congress and Opposition Party governments …although in his earlier life he never thought that politics would become his destination at all…!


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The new moves in the changing political scenario of the country brought the major opposition parties and unlike minded smaller parties under one umbrella after another general election....Anand had already resigned from Mr. Rao Bahadur’s Congress government, from the post of Home Minister before the demolition of Baori Mosque in Ayodhya as he started diverting his mind in the favour of the Ram-temple issue and almost became an active political member of National Alliance Party…This made his position stronger in the organization day by day and he elevated his position as a strong national leader who attracted the masses by his firry speeches body language,timimg and pauses to connect with his vote –bank and saffron colored- life-style.
Besides this he had his adolescent days and youth time devoted to basic R.S.S ideas and had enjoyed the confidence of senior stalwort and leaders of saffron party.He was a regalar visitor of Shakha, the non-formal evening schools of indoctrination of 'Hindutva' run by R.S.S.He was also raised to the status of Ghat-Naik and then Mukhya-Shikhsak in a very short time.In his adolescence he was hardcore Swayanmsevak and The Pariwar had an eye on his development…and already tested him on many occasions in his youth time…Even when he was a journalist he published lot of stories in support of Janasangh,the first national political offshoot of R.S.S.He often visited the senior leaders of Party and kept himself in touch with grass-root level workers of the Party. Enamoured with the Sangh ideology he became a fiery orator after the demolition of the ‘Dhancha’ and top brass of the Party were impressed by sense of his commitment…Anand had been standing in the support of the saffron ideology and travelled on foot and bicycle tirelessly, meeting people for gaining support of masses. Besides that, in the last three state level elections he also helped himself got out of his old congress stint and strait jacketed him in to the top leadership of the safron party, especially those close to the R.S.S faction, have tried to put him on the leading national politics…He successfully addressed crowd of east, west, north and south equally well and handled the regional responsibilities as a prolific campaigner. He had proved his ability too many times and on too many fronts.
Although during Emergency days when he