Wednesday, November 4, 2009


Uma was peeping through the window of the running train….. The running away sceneries of the town which was her home town for the past 20 years… …now the scenes are passing away from her eyes…. as the years passed through…
She thought about the day 20 years back along with her husband in the running train in a general compartment, traveling to the big city after the marriage from a village of her home cradle with a dream to live with her better half….
With a lot of dream which has been fed to her by friends to feel and know the unfathomable depth and the realities of the town…they, her friends felt it as a luck to live in the dream city which was their life time desire….some of them expressed their jealous in the time of marriage that they were not in a position to be with their husbands, since they marry persons from in and around. But the hope of Uma never bore fruit at the earlier days after the marriage. When she used to raise such ideas to live with her husband at Chennai there were total disparity from the entire family.
Father in law and mother in law disagreed initially “ No you should not go …a place were you will not find any body to heed you….you will be very new to the town and its life style…you couldn’t grasp the language and you will be lone to spend days in a place of alienation .. Father in law’s perception was so.
“You stay with us ...who will be here to help us if you are going” mother in law was very keen not to leave Uma to the mercy of the hectic and tough town which she heard about. Her versions are true and it invite natural support from Venu.

Latter a strongest fight from Uma, as a single lady army made Venu’s mind changed and finally he agreed because of the difficulties he faced in getting leave to reach the native.
How can she forgo the journey in the side seat of the 20 Mail…. She was seemed to be like an empress who conquered a great nation sitting aside of Venu ...simply laying the head over his chest ….seeing the passing away sceneries with pride of traveling in the general compartment with the privilege pass..
Her husband told her that it was too difficult for him to find a house nearer to the crew booking office….on deep enquiry he got it and after making necessary little arrangements in the house he brought her to the big city..
She cannot forget the days gone. Years passed as days and at last the return from the city which fed her for two decades... two hefty decades. The turning point of her life…which turned her life upside down… day today life a struggle with…coping up with the need of children and Venu….inestimable worries…. But she remained as a calm sea with innumerable miseries in-depth.
Every thing flashed through her mind as things happened yesterday…everything...the happiest days after the marriage and the sad events faced in life and the hurdles she came to overcome throughout the life as the song in the Tamil movie “AUTOGRAPH” –“Oro pookalume solkirathu vashvennal poradum porkkalme”- what a fantastic song and how far it reflected in her life….

“Aunt….Aunt …your husband was a train Driver”….Uma awaken from the deep thinking by hearing this voice….how fast children mingles together…
“Yes …he was a Loco Pilot…it is the new designation to the Engine Driver….my dear girl… Uma smiled at the little girl and just gave a small pinch on the face of the kid.
“Your good name please..”
“Uma..”….every question and its answer are incidental and usual. Mother of the girl started talking to Uma who actually gave a smile when they entered the compartment and little bit hesitated in blending with Uma seeing her nervous face earlier and now trying to share her moments with Uma..
“Where are you going?…”
“Thiruvananthapurm…”Uma replied.

“Is your husband working in Railways..? a question which never needs at the occasion and not relevant even though she knows well…always we will be equipped with certain number of regular questions and we do it as a courtesy…girl’s mother also part of the same fold…
Uma repeated “Yes ...he was working as a Loco Pilot…
“You are alone...Where is he”…?
A sob at the throat... Uma felt it… “No….he will never come...He …he ... left us…for ever”...she can’t even complete the words...
“Sorry I am really sorry…I was not aware of his death…sorry. She grabbed Uma’s hands and shared her feelings with Uma…It was a tragic job to sooth a widow lady of young age…but Kavya made it as a very familiar job…
“It’s OK…”.Uma sobbed and wiped her nose with hand kerchief …Pacifications…Uma knows that nobody can …nobody can fill the vacuum of Venu...
Again Uma shrunk to the shell …again to the sweet and heartbreaking memories of the past. The days behind …a lost Uma some were …what a talkative Uma become introspective after the demise of her husband…what a personality was earlier…always talking to all and friendly to all…every thing lost…a married life for the past 20 years…a life with cries and pleasure…a lot of experiences…. a lot of life studies….a number of incidents …most of them sore and bitter tasted ones..How many types of sacrifices …how many persecutions …
“Mum... Mum …hey Mum…this aunt’s husband died while running the train….”Girl told her mother…which again disturbed Uma from her thoughts…
Children share everything within moments and they don’t know to hide things …Uma looked at her kids in a most irritated way for not keeping tight-lipped and for not keeping reserved while on travel..
Girl’s mother also made an unpleasant look to the girl and expressed her unhappiness through some gestures…but she was not in a position to stop…she called Uma...
“Aunt…Aunt…is it true …Kiran brother told me so…”.Uma looked at her younger child…and called the girl near to her.
“What is your name….?
“In which standard you are studying?.”
“Nguuu ….in 4TH standard” she replied... in a rhythmic way.
“What do you want to know?...”Uma simply came out of her nest.

“Kiran brother is telling that uncle expired while driving train? Is it true?...if so. May it cause an accident?...”.A question quite natural, which requires attention.
“Yes dear kid … is true...” Uma made her mind harder and prepared to face everything from the mouth of the kid…
“Uncle expired while driving an express train from Chennai…”
Shalu’s mother came near to hear Uma... just like a most inquisitive kid to hear Uma as a lady with the same human touch of mind which Uma felt while grabbing her hands to sooth her knowing the death of Venu…
“He told me that there may be chances for accidents…there will be two persons normally in the train.. Loco Pilot and Assistant Loco Pilot... But in suburban trains there will be only one Motor man... Incase of any thing untoward happens to the Loco Pilot ,if the Assistant Loco Pilot is not trained to run the train ,he has to stop the train applying emergency brake.. Luckily when Kiran’s dad was running the train the Assistant Loco Pilot was having license to drive the train and he made it to the next station…from there after loosing a lot of valuable time due to the total inertia of the system by another train to Hospital and he succumbed in the ICU in the next day throwing us to the mercy…the mercy of the world…”Uma burst in to tears…she wiped her nose …. “There were incidents even Loco Pilot died at the Platform when he was supposed to work train after making his necessary entry in the ledger, without any care ... in a strange place due to the apathy of the administration …they only interested in the running of trains…they simply neglect the woes of its decades together worker who fetch money and fame for the firm.. who worked sacrificing everything…everything even the social life of them …Yes I am a living martyr …there are so many…”Uma become more and more vulnerable when she thought about her husband..
Shalu become annoyed by the sudden change in the expressions and she skipped away from the scene and went to reach her brothers for their play.
Shalu’s mother was fond of the subject and she came and sat more closely to Uma and asked her the question.
“How far being you are here?”
“20 years”... Uma replied.
“Who were there in your native” Shalu’s mother not want to stop questions.

“My father and mother are available in their native. Husband’s father expired and his mother is there at native. She is residing with elder brother in law. There the old house is being partitioned for my husband and we will be going to stay there along with my mother in law”.
“Your husband expired while on duty… na …you are eligible to have job on compassionate ground ... isn’t it?.
“Certainly…but I am fed up with Railways…I want to forget everything even the brutal martyrdom of my hus …he was brutally killed in a snails pace … I strongly believe so…they killed him... Yes they brutally killed him…the relentless work, forced on him by reducing the workforce... by reducing the rest... by drastically increasing the workload…targeted only on profit….only on profit…hurling him to the wrath of working against nature …the fear psychosis emerged in Venu’s mind…everything…everything in his day today working scored his life …sitting in Air conditioned rooms they killed my dear…It should be reckoned as a culpable homicide… Throwing me and kids to the mercy of this world...” Uma again busted in to tears…luckily the coupe was empty…other than us there were none…
“By the by… I failed to ask you, your name…”Uma tried to hide her emotions….
“Kavya…” she replied …
“Where is your husband…never seen him…”Uma asked the question of courtesy…
“Yes… he is at Chennai…working in defense department and he will be coming home on leave after one week….We are on a get together with the entire family members in connection with Deepavali next week…everybody is coming to celebrate it every year…Let it be …don’t think that I am intruding in to your privacy and I am advising you ,since I am younger than you to do so… your children are so young and certainly you require a job to make them educated.. you can’t even think of the children in a stage of less education in a competitive world with less or no humanity…Please don’t misconstrue me and sorry for asking such a question … you told that you came to Chennai 20 years back but your kids are so young…why? Kavya had a question of extreme deference other than common ladies...
“No madam we were blessed with a girl Ramya first after three years after our marriage. She died due to Meningitis when she was 3 years old and the question is too relevant. The delay is not accidental, since the marriage was in time and I came along with him to Chennai…” Uma started talking having
a just glimpse on the kids who are interested in playing only. “But as you know pretty well Kavya, the basic requirements to form a zygote is the timely mingling of the couples ,which is the natural need and Railway keep us alienated for days together in a month and there by we were skipped away from surrounding days of ovulation.…We lost almost all chances to have such moments since he was working in goods train when we got married and he was out of station working the train for three or four days and at times when he reached home nature and the gift of it failed away from us…no… which was harshly snatched away from us” Uma concluded.
“So this was the only reason and there were nothing else to do with your physical conditions …” Kavya asked this question…
Uma was little bit confused and tried to elude away to reveal all secrecies to a strange lady…seeing the suspicion in the face of Uma, Kavya started talking revealing her identity.
“See Uma I am a social worker and a Freeland journalist, we are having an organization in National level to fight against child labour, atrocities against women and fighting for the causes of humanity and the toiling masses…That’s why I am asking such questions, if you are a person interested in literature and reading, you might have heard of me .I am writing in the pen name “maanisha.d.a”.
Uma become astonished and find it hard to believe the author, orator and human activist sitting in front of her. She really become happy and started talking to her in full of vigor since she heard a lot about her and she was very much admired about a lady who is fighting for the causes of the down trodden, toiling masses, slum dwellers and the suffering human beings and ladies.
Uma continued “Madam…”Kavya interrupted and told Uma to stick on to call her name or call her as friend…
“OK... Dear friend...”Uma continued... “We two were actually cruelly separated by the administration even days together in a week and in one trip he used to reach home after a minimum of four days and again was called for duty in another 12 Hrs. Mean time I was being engaged fully with a lot of works including cleaning his uniform and made it ironed within this stipulated time unless other wise he was subjected to penalties of remunerative losses for not wearing uniforms. I never compelled him to do any work with the thought that, since a once in a blue moon visitor to home and to work train in the night should not be disturbed, which may cause more trouble and may lead to other hazardous incidents…

“What about the weekly rest….? Kavya raised this question because she was very much anxious about the comments made by Uma.
“Those things are extremely ridiculous…every thing is calculated on hours measure…priced gold….they are not supposed to get the weekly rest ,instead four-thirty hours rest or five-twenty two hours rest named as periodical rest is sanctioned for them after a persistent struggle at their Office which can be denied by the supervisor in charge for about 10 days….no holidays are holy ones for us… since Railway runs more trains as Holyday specials and at the extreme edge of non availability of Loco Pilots and Assistant Loco Pilots due to non filling up of vacancies ,every Loco men and their family deprived of with the fruit of almost all festive seasons”… Uma felt it as discriminative.
“How many days they will be available at home?”
“We cannot predict or count it on days comrade…it spells hours only…
“What about leave and all…?” Kavya can’t stomach Uma’s statement.
“ Leave…what dose it mean…I actually forget the festivals which I celebrated in my native and even I failed to attend marriages and death of my close relatives…I even forgot the days we celebrated the festivals in our native…latter after a long gap when we reaches home his mother informs us almost the all events which happened for the past days after our previous visit…It directly affected me during the death of my own uncle, since he was not available at HQ and he was informed it latter and we failed to give the last rituals….What to say Kavya…we lost our first kid Ramya because of the apathy in bringing him back from out station. In those days I was not so familiar and was new to the city and I feared and delayed in taking her to hospital because he was out of station and there were no means of communication and as a lady new to the city I feared to go out in the night. We were staying outside the Railway colony and the fits due to high fever caused her life even though she was being taken to the hospital in the next day morning by me… Kavya saw the fury of a lost mother in the face of Uma.
“I can sense the hardships you faced in the younger age… that too at a place of non familiarity…really pathetic and should be addressed by all means. Why you people hesitated to approach human rights commission and woman’s commission.. Why can’t you go to court...?” Kavya become more and more responsive to the burning issues of a lady beyond similarities…

Neglecting or not to disturb what she aimed to talk Uma continued …. “Certainly because of his nature of job I lost my dear girl. To him… it was the second and most heartbreaking incident, that we can’t say it as the fate. His father expired and the message was conveyed to the office under which he is working, through the land phone by me and he was about to start the Goods train from the Yard…the place from where normally goods trains are being operated... he was about to start the train ,but he was not informed with the fear that the train will cause a delay by relieving him…They advised the matter at the next crew changing point which is near about 3 hours journey away from the HQ and he was relieved after all return trains to Home station… they call it as HQ and he came home by a goods train which took 7 hours to reach and to the grief we lost the chance to pay homage to my father in-law with a last look…since the mortal remains were cremated before we reach home due to the non availability of freezers in those days… we reached home in the next day morning only ….we failed to see him last …”Uma sobbed..
“It is unbelievable and you are saying that there were a lot of issues which requires strong interference from Human rights commission and even they are nude human right violations...” Kavya made her condolence by saying the words “What a pity…the persons who are seeing things from outside is not seeing the unfathomable sorrows behind….”
“Ones…this young chap Jithu fell ill due to diarrhoea and was admitted in hospital nearby. His father was out of station and I informed this matter to the Office and ask help to get back him home through a neighbor. This thing sparked a lot after informing him and relieving him on latter hours from duty… a 5 hours journey home, a Loco Inspector... in short LI... was directed to the Hospital were my kid was admitted and a call boy was send to see the position of our house to know the veracity. But my kid was discharged in the night due to my plea on the compulsion that I was not in a position to stay at the hospital with the younger one Kiran, since he was a small kid and it will be more painful for me to stay at the hospital. Mean time the Loco inspector went and searched for my kid’s position at the hospital. Further a fact finding enquiry was conducted and both the friends who were available at the crew booking Office, who gave the message to the control office were harassed brutally and shifted away from the duty….further after producing a medical certificate on this juncture my husband was being exempted from penalties. More ridiculous was another
incident…another day a Loco Inspector was being send to confirm my health conditions when I gave a message due to excess bleeding during menses, fearing about me, since it was a festive season and nobody was available in the nearby quarters to take me for a medical aid... Seeing the LI at the doorsteps I was being peeled and ashamed of the administration and heated up with him forgetting my physique and even think pity about my husband who is serving the firm for years together neglecting all his personnel woes and the contribution of me and kids sacrificing ourselves with him even with the loss of the social links which were being broken and the disturbances during the calls served to him in night by the call boy at mid nights by the pushing of calling bell…LI narrated his innocence and compulsions made by the upper authorities ….Latter on his recommendation Venu was relieved and returned to home next day… He told me on arrival that this is not new that in another case to confirm the death of a relative of Mathew, one Loco Pilot an LI was send and after his recommendation leave was sanctioned for him …and there are more, in connection with the messages given…Railway is that much heartfelt in believing the Loco Pilot and there family who fetch every thing for the Railways…I am really ashamed of… Uma burned...
“What dose it mean..?Loco Inspector?. Whether he is empowered so much and is he a supervisor?”… Kavya is having a small doubt.
Uma made a small gasp and again started… “Yes LI is being selected from among the Loco Pilots after a selection process and being nominated to take care of a small group of Loco Pilots. Let me come to the point… what ….I have to say ….even the Loco Pilots in some other Divisions are denied sick leave even though they are unable to perform duties and even harassed more by sending them away from their HQ hospital to Chennai ,which deteriorates them mentally and physically …this was being told to me earlier when we two went for a check up at Chennai due to the recently developed health problems within a period of one year ,when he was forced to work trains in the latest Mail link in which the working hours were being increased along with excess night duties…recently he was fed up with the working…” Kavya was actually stunned...She was unbelievable with the narrations of Uma. She even doubted exaggerations….But the face of Uma, justified everything true.
Uma continued … “I hate the Railways… because of these atrocities I don’t know whether these things are being organized in the low rung level or by the silent permission of higher ups ...but my hus said me that this is being a
contrivance which was being planned and implemented with the knowledge of higher-ups... if so it is highly injustice …Say if you are in my place what will be your opinion…I know well that my children are very young and they need an umbrella to shield them and they should be brought up to compete in the world of globalization and liberalization. For that I need a job …I know very well, but I fear the killer-meal of railways…I fear everything in the Railways…”
“Killer-meal…this is a phrase used in connection with Mahouts and their work…isn’t it Uma…You are saying that the meal your husband earned is also killer-meal…Uma I am having a doubt, train will be running always and you told that there are two persons on board and one only supposed to drive the train then how they eat their meal…?
“He told me several times regarding the long time wish of him to have meals at the prescribed time at the dining table as we take the meal with utmost pleasure …for which a normal human being works….he said me that it is a process of filling stomach by mixing everything together and throwing it in to the mouth within the time on running train with a small gap they got while in between stations within the time limit of four to seven minutes without chewing it as we do…and finally he was a prey for the diseases in connection with…. just as peptic ulcer and it latter developed to Hiatus hernia and latter not in a position to have food just like a human being….he always made a joke while at home that he is just like a herbivores “bull” that works always for the master and take food in hurry and grinds when it takes rest. But the provision of the second chewing and the four compartments of stomach for the bull are not available for him; he said this is one among the major differences... between the bull and the Loco Pilot...” Answer to the second doubt came first and she continued. “Certainly…. it is a killer meal and death meal...” Uma was not even a little bit confused …it is being proved by the death of my hus and he told me that there was a scheme of Voluntary retirement for Loco Pilots aged 55 years and above in the account of safety that the reflexes of persons aged above 55 is coming down and they become psychosomatic at this age and they are being made a chance to retire voluntarily…my question is that they maintain even “A- ey One” medical fitness through out their service and why they only become psychosomatic and looses their reflexes unless all other category employees serving the Railways can even work up to 70 years or more and a number of die in harness and unfit in this category only….You know madam there are a lot of cases of death and medically
unfit in this category…especially recently after the implementation of the new Mail Link… people are dying on a snails pace because of the fear psychosis generated by the immediate officers and to my observation the latest accidents must be read with the factor of this fear psychosis which compelled almost all Loco Pilots and Assistant Loco Pilots to neglect the stipulated rules and regulations in connection with safety on hold…” Uma become more tempered and being heated up inviting the attention of kids and passer by passengers... “See… Kavya, I told you earlier that my husband become more and more embarrassed and shrunk himself in to the shell and became more and more introspective and become very much tired and was affected badly with serious health problems... Any how after we had the two kids he was being promoted as a Passenger Loco Pilot…
“You got little more chances to enjoy the life after his promotion isn’t it Uma”…?
“Where... After that his conditions become more worst just like the proverb” -“Misfortune never comes alone”- It was not like goods traffic... there is a certain shape in working Mail/Passenger trains which is being called as link which are made within the particular Division prior to his promotion and it become the worst one after he got promoted…longer working hours… longer night duties… less rest at HQ and at out station…disturbances through out night... he become old in looking…hypertensive…diabetic…become an angry person to me, kids and every thing in and around…lost smartness in everything…I was forced to take more care in the studies of kids….at a distant place of alienation from native I was over exploited because of his non availability at home…I was also affected with a number of health problems, since I was forced to wander hither thither in the congested streets for every thing .. He become a blue moon visitor to home and always look more tired and took more and more time for sleeping …”
Kavya raised another doubt “ See Uma in normal cases, if one person is subjected to night duties on a regular measure, as per the studies made in foreign countries by some medical experts it is came to light that the chemistry and biology of the body resonated with the changes and easily afford with on the second day onwards and you are saying that your husband was being utilized in night duties permanently and as it is narrated above his physique will certainly cope up with the changes isn’t it?...
“Yes I had also gone through such study reports…you are telling about a person who is subjected to night duties on a permanent measure and the
night duties are happened to be starting at 21:00 Hrs or 22:00 Hrs, whatever it may be on a regular measure.. Isn’t it …”waiting for a second for the reply from Kavya, Uma continued. “This is not such a thing ...These people are called in deferent times at night... in one day at 22:00 Hrs night on the other day 00:00 Hrs night and on the next day 02:00 Hrs night and when they reach the other end they are being given a rest equal to the working Hours at the maximum of 08 Hours…in certain cases they are denied all the fruits a common worker enjoys as HQs rest ,normal rest without giving the mere mercy that they are the Pillars of the Railways which brings it maximum profit…virtually by squeezing them and even their family. Neglecting these facts they were hunted and even brutally penalized for no causes or scanty reasons as an easy prey for every Carnivorous hunter. They are just like medieval slaves and the authorities are acting like medieval rulers…”Uma heated up very badly emphasizing the grave things she faced in her life along with her husband. They are only fond of having profits... profits only…. moving the roller of power over the poor employees. I can’t even digest for whom they are gathering the wealth which will disappear in an earth quake with a magnitude of 6.5 in Richer scale…and everything they achieve by squeezing the blood of poor will not remain stable. He told me several times that the administration is very adamant in not filling the vacancies but they are very much lavish in spending from the exchequer of common populace for construction and renovation works. I earlier told you …na… he become old in a short span when he started working in the Mail link.. Become hypertensive and diabetic …started the problems of Peptic ulcer and urinary problems... audibility and vision problems...even in almost all trips I gave food parceled but they were not in a position to have food in time and not even having the freedom to urinate... since no such lavatory is provided in the driving cab and there were trains with 6 hours journey without stopping…
“Oh… it is alarming ...there were no lavatories in the engine cab… then how!!!…really terrific…”Kavya opened her mouth wide.
“See Kavya, in one fine morning he was being called for a passenger train EMU … while he was about to leave I fainted and fell down and he become in total trouble and at 04:00 Hrs in the morning he awakened our elder son Jithu and he went for working train …with a deep cry in the mind of throwing me in this condition and myself managed and latter went to hospital by the help of the neighbor family…keeping the two children alone at home…He was very much worried that there is no alternative other
than that for him to do.. raising to the need of the situation he went for working train…there was a clear apathy from the administration that such a person when failed in rectifying a trouble in the loco motive which he said that was not possible to rectify in enroot in between stations depending on a number of facts, was penalized for a cause not on his account.. If I am pulling on I have a lot to say Kavya….I never felt easy when he was working trains…each day when he goes for train working and till the time he reaches back home I was really on the horns of a bull…when he reaches home also I was at a fear about him since in the last days of him, he was very much sensitive to each and every thing as he was controlled by some evil spirit…even though I don’t believe in…” Uma stopped talking with a sigh…
It was then Kavya’s turn… “My dear new and everlasting friend…You revealed a lot of treasure to me which were being hidden for years together. As a human being with the same sensitivity I admire you in your fights to live in a most vulnerable and affliction stage by pulling through the micro society in which nobody cares others other than their kids and wife, even forgetting their own parents and running to gather wealth. You can do a lot of things as a lady of differences with keeping humanity in mind. I cordially invite you to join our front. We will fight out the evils and it is my strong opinion that you must stick to the job which you deserve on compassionate ground. You are able to pull on, since you are educated and you are having more experiences…Fight every thing from inside. You said that Railways is an Augean stable. We have to fight the spreading menaces – the cancer from inside to out and preserve it as a National wealth which should not be lost. As our Honourable Minister said, there must be some Human face in everything .Isn’t it what do you say?...” Uma was not in full harmony with the statement…even though she nodded her head.
“See, Uma you are having a strongly built mind, with full of vengeance in your mind. In my perspective it is a small fire...It is your own prime duty to make it a large one…make it a wild fire to burn the hurdles around. Just as the Kannaki who burned Madhura from her vehemence…you are just like Kannaki.. You are a symbol and icon of sacrifices just like our thousands of freedom fighters who sacrificed their lives in the altar of our freedom fight and fetched freedom for us .You fought your tooth and nail for keeping a person steadfast who drove our Nation to prosperity forgetting all his personnel woes…what I have to say...The sacrifice you did

is precious than anything... the most precious…”There was little wet in the eyes of Kavya… “Come and join us...We will fight it out…you don’t think
that you are alone... We have to peel out the veil and show the dirtiest face of the bureaucrats before this world and to reveal the actuality to the real owners...the people of India. I strongly hope, that a day will come...Hope for the dawn of the good sun…in my logic I call it the red sun…in a world, all children eat a world all get shelter, all get medical aid food and water…a world without barriers of caste, creed, religion and race…a world in which our kids play as one kid..In a world without jealous and hatred, in a world without war and crime and so on Uma... so on…. Uma you gave a nice company. Keep this card with you and call me after taking the challenge of joining Railways again as an employee. So far you fought from outside. From tomorrow we will fight it together along with the millions from inside… when we see the next time you must hold a post in…any how I took this opportunity with your esteem permission my comrade, that I will write your story soon …as a story of sacrifice of a lady and I recall the hymn -“MAANISHADA”- no…no hunter you leave the twosome birds…don’t kill them…let them live together just like you-” to the some of the savage rulers who on a snails pace snatched away your husband from you”. Kavya gave her visiting card to Uma. She nodded her head agreeing Kavya’s suggestions.
“Shalu… come it is time for us to get down...”.Shalu said good by to her brothers and waved her hands when they got down at Coimbatore…
“Wish you a happy journey...” Kavya said the formal words of farewell.
“See you MaanishaDA …I will call you definitely ...I assure that I will also a link in your chain in fighting the common causes of humans to live as Humans” Uma become hardened to fight things…
Maanishada and Shalu vanished in the masses….

[Note:-This story is quite imaginary …resemblances are accidental]


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