INTO THE PAST WITH PAIN..190

INTO THE PAST WITH PAIN…190

Dr K Prabhakar Rao


( A public function is going on in Hyderabad at Ravindra Bharathi and there is a large gathering. Plenty of Police guys are also present wielding all types of small arms. Special armed police is also deployed with fixed bayonets everywhere. Gandhi and his friends Nehru and Patel are also seen in the crowd)


Gandhi. Look Patel. There is great rush here. What is the matter? What is this function?

Patel. Bapu, It is very common in Hyderabad to hold function at this central place on various occasions. Let me see the banner too.

Gandhi. That’s O.K. Go and read it.

( Patel goes near the gate to read the banner and looks at it)

Patel (Looking at the banner reads) Public function to facilitate the leaders who disturbed Parliament proceedings and created chaos recently)

( Patel goes to Gandhi and clarifies)

Patel. Bapu. Mere Bapu. This function is being held to facilitate all the leaders who disturbed Parliament proceedings.

Gandhi. Is it so? I heard that such facilitations are held when the guy said some good things

Patel. Bapu. It is relative to people. When some crank threw a shoe at President Bush of USA in Iraq at a meeting it was greatly condemned in US press. However some guys in USA also celebrated the incident. In Iraq some supporters felt great at the incident and glorified the show thrower. Hey,,hey..

Gandhi. True. Well said.

Patel. Look Bapu. Recently A fool killed the governor of Pak state because he differed with him over his statement over Islam. He was his security guard. He was arrested. But he was glorified by the clergy. When Godse killed you, many Indians surely sympathized with him. But he was hanged. Life is like that.

Gandhi. Ohfo. It is still paining for me. Godse has put solid bullets into me. Aa..aaa…eee…eeee

Nehru. Bapu. Relax. Godse is dead long ago. Now the people are honoring some nuts that disturbed parliament proceedings.

Gandhi. What they did?

Patel. Bapu. All of them interrupted address by the President. They threw papers at him. Some gathered around him. Some pulled his hair while some broke the mikes. One guy threw the chair down while another guy threw down the podium.

Gandhi. That was real nonsense. Are such things expected from elected representatives?

Patel. In India everything is accepted. It is Indian democracy.

Gandhi. Ohfo. I can not bear this

(Gandhi takes out his slipper and hammers his own bald head shouting kill me.. kill me guys. Quickly kill me. I do not want to see this tamasha. Aa..aa… The on lookers gather and pull away the slipper from his hand. Gandhi is seen bleeding. Nehru rushes and wipes blood from his head. )

Nehru. Patel. What types of guys are there in houses now! They take pride in doing such things. Are there are no parliamentary regulations for conduct in houses.

Patel. They are there. But what is the use. Rules are to be broken. If a common man does such things he would have been behind bars. But these are bigwigs.

Nehru. I understand.

Gandhi. aaa..aa…aaa eee… I do not want to live more to see such things.

Patel. Bapu. You are already dead. You can not die again.

( In the mean time the VIPs arrive and they are taken a procession into the building while well dressed females ( Ladies) shower flower petals on them. Some women show Arthi to them while some sprinkle scented water on to them. The guys look haughty) Gandhi, Nehru and Patel also enter the hall along with others. There is not much restrictions on entry in to the hall. The trio is seated in the front rows. By looking at them people give respect. In the hall the VIPs are seated on the dais and the announcer shouts silence .. silence. His name is Chamcha ( Close follower or bootlicker) ram. The chief guest of the function is a noted educationist going around in the city. He is very old and gives a famished look with white hair)

Chamcha ram.. Hear me please. That is fine now. Please maintain silence and dignity here. That is fine. To day we have gathered to felicitate the great sons of this state who have distinguished themselves by showing extraordinary courage in showing their feelings in the greatest house of the land in front of the greatest personality. They are the true sons of soil and they need glorification. They were bold, bright, chivalrous, took initiative and we very proud at them and their achievements. The first part of the programme is Jyothi Prajwalan by the chief guest and the VIPs present on the dais. Now I request them to proceed to the lamp for the activity.

(The guys gather around the lamp and there are only five wicks in the lamp while there are ten members. The chief guest lights the lamp and the next four guys light the remaining four wicks. Still there are five VIP are left. One of them blows air and puts off all glowing Vicks. They then light all the wicks one by one. Every one claps loudly)

Gandhi. Patel. What is this nonsense going on here? Does any one put off glowing lamps?

Patel. Bapu. What is wrong in this for them? They are capable of putting lives off people. Haa..haa..

Gandhi. Hee..heee

Nehru ( Angrily looks at them)

Chamcha Ram. Hello Guys. Listen. Now I request the senior leader from the VIPs to express his feelings.

Senior VIP. Good evening friends. I am amazed at the feelings of people and for the honor being given to us. In fact we have not done any thing great. That was our sacred duty on such occasions. Otherwise what for we were elected? We had to act when required. More over we had to show our presence to every one. No one gets publicity by simple and straight means. I shall tell one thing to you. In this world it is not possible to collect wealth by fair means. By only unfair means people collect wealth. In war and love all is fair. Politics is nothing but war. Our adjustments in politics is like love. Every thing is very fair in it.. We did all type of things in house. We were finally thrown out. What happened to us? Simply nothing happened to us.. We got publicity. Now we are being honored too. Haa..haa.

Gandhi. (Stands up) Hey shut up you clown. What are you talking? Is this the way you speak? What for you were elected by people. Is it for such things? Better know your duties.

Chamcha singh. You old man. Keep quiet and sit down.

Gandhi. Why should I keep quiet? Why are you honoring guys for such acts?

Chamcha ram. They are great men. Who are you to object?

Patel. He is Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi. Mahatma Gandhi and father of India

Chamcha Ram. Hee..heee. Hope you have not gone crazy.

Patel. No We are perfectly fine. It is and you have gone mad in fact

Chamcha Ram. Behave you swine. Son of a Bitc… You bloody Bast…

Patel. Mind your language. Or else you will have from me.

VIP. What is this commotion here? Who is he? Kindly send him out.

( Some security guys come closer to Gandhi and try to lift him out of the place. They do not feel him. They move their hands in air. They are perplexed and run away shouting ghost…ghost...)

Gandhi. Look guys. Iam MK Gandhi. Listen to me. I got you freedom so that you guys behave and govern well. But you have brought bad name to every one.

VIP. Do not call yourself Gandhi. He died long ago. You appear to be a fake Gandhi posted by opposition parties. Better shut up and sit down.

Gandhi. You shut up first. You clown of first order..

( The VIP gets angry and throws a paper weight at Gandhi. Gandhi ducks and the weight hits an elderly woman on her mouth. She looses her two teeth. Her name is Jamuna Bai)

Jamuna Bai. Haye Margaya.. Is saale ne.. Is haraam zaadene mujhe mar diya.. Haye Mein Kahoo Jawoon. Mera moh toot gaya. Haye. Mein Mar zawan.. haye..

( Some women volunteers arrive and try to escort her out while she abuses the VIP)

Jamuna Bai. Arre Kutte. Gadhe ka puttar.. Suwwar ke aulad. Gande naali ke keeda.. Kya samajha tha hai apne aap ko.. Mere oopar Patthar pekhta hai. Teri ki aaisee tho waissee. Tera sir phahatjawa. Tera moon me kutta thooke.. kya samjh tha hai apne aap ko.

( She is forcibly taken out)

VIP. Look . all this crap has been arranged by opposition parties and our enemies. They do not want to see our glory. Maaf Karna ( excuse me). We have wasted our time. I am again thanking you for this occasion. Namasthe ( He sits down )


Chamcha Ram. Thank you sir. For your good words.. Now I request our Chief guest to address the gathering)

Chief Guest. Good evening every one. Iam honored to be the chief guest to day. However I feel sorry for the sad happening in the great house. But these things are part of democracy in prevailing situation. No one really understands what democracy is.

Patel (Stands up) Hello sir. Better define democracy as free for all. That is what happening to day.

Chief guest. Probably it is correct.

Patel. ( sings and does jig)

Know that democracy is practiced by fools like us
Who are clueless of all values and conduct
Guys can do whatever they want today
Still they are honored as we do now to all’s disgust

Gandhi. Hear ..hear .. this is the truth

( Gandhi Claps loudly and all the guys in hall shout hip hip hurray)

Chamcha Ram. You guys. Shut up. Enough of this shit going on here from you.

Patel. Better behave. You are shit. Your words are shit. Your ancestors are shit. Your policy is shit and your thoughts are shit. Your company is shit. Your actions are shit and your friends are shit.

Chamchga Ram. Chief guest sir. Please proceed with your address..

Chief guest. Iam very happy that they guys are being honored for their commitment. But this honor is not sufficient. They need to be given Bharat Ratna surely. I take this opportunity to congratulate them for their achievements. Thanks again

( He sits down. All the guys on dais clap along with their sycophants)

Patel. Shame..shame

Chamcha Ram. Now I declare the function closed. We are not presenting them any mementoes because our demand for Barat Ratna it self is a great gift to them. I also demand that the Chief guest be given Bharat Ratna. Thanks.

( All the guys get down from the dais and walk out while Gandhi and his friends walk through another door .Some goons follow them)

(The trio vanishes while goons desperately search for them)

CURATIN FALLS