Lunch - a conspiracy! *
Eyes are sujal. Grava is blocked. Mind is disturbed. Body is relaxed. Senses are inactive. This is injustice. Grave sin. Whatever happened is wrong. History will never forgive them. This is the crime whose forgiveness is the world's Can't meet the court. Nakabile apology nakabile tolerate.
February 13, 2024 Day Tuesday. This day will be written in black letters in history. Perhaps a historian has mentioned such an incident before this in a book. What happened was wrong. There is insulted. That too dense. It was a conspiracy. They played the game together. Conspiracy and we got trapped. The foundation of that conspiracy was laid when we were sent an invitation letter. How happy it was to get the invitation. Chahuor Harshollas Ka atmosphere. People gathered in preparation for celebration. By playing drums, cards, everyone was informed that Bhaiya Didi has come once again. But in the joy of the invitation, we did not not not notice that this time the game is going to happen with us. There was a big danger hovering in front of us. But with happiness we deliberately ignored it.
The invitation card this time was something different. The letter mentioned the meeting but half was called before lunch and half was called after lunch. That means neither lunch was to come in the first ones nor in the fate of others. I thought what would be better if there was no conspiracy. It was dangerous but we believed that when called, some arrangements must have been made. The first one thought that perhaps the later one will get it and the later one thought that the first one Mil jayega. You will remember that dialogue of jailer in Sholay movie 'half here go half there go'. This is what happened here too.
The meeting was held on 13th in a very cordial atmosphere. When the ones before the lunch came out, we met the people after the lunch. The rest of those who were invited went out for lunch. Now we kept looking at each other. There were big question marks in the eyes. We were uncomfortable and helpless. Waited for a while to be called but nothing happened. After all, the first and the after had to meet each other. Perhaps the first time in history had a meeting at lunch time. At last had to finish the meeting without lunch. Perhaps some great person would have ever said that I came out of your door being very disrespectful....
When I reached home, I didn't feel like doing anything. I suffered a lot of sorrows in life but I came to know what is the pain of not getting lunch on 13th. People asked a lot. Kured Kured asked, but sadness and pain sewed the lips. Had given. Gathering a lot of courage the next day then could go and issue the letter by evening. Couldn't hide my pain in the letter. Proof of this letter mention lunch at least three times directly or indirectly. Cheating other then it is sad. It is less, but when our own people start cheating, heart breaks. The inviters were our own. Perhaps then, Ajay Devgan Saheb once said that our own people looted us, others did not have the guts.....
How unacceptable our honourable is treated. Now the arms are fluttering. Brain is warming like volcano. Blood in veins is running at the speed of Japanese bullet train. Anger is becoming Burj Khalifa. There should be strong opposition to what happened. Everyone must eradicate mutual discrimination, unite, shoulder to shoulder in one voice against this injustice to the honorable. Otherwise the day is not far when we were always deprived of lunch. Will pass. And the coming generations will curse us that we did not resist in time.
Note: This article has nothing to do with the recent meeting with IBA. If such a similarity is found, it would be just a coincidence.
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Nitendra Verma
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