Prelude

At the stroke of midnight on 15 August 1947, the British Empire came to an end in India and the sacrifice of freedom fighters was finally rewarded. Their fellow countrymen could now rejoice its independence. Mother India finally got what she had longed for; she had seen the corpses of her sons and daughters for more than 300 years succumbing to the atrocities of foreigners. Now she would have been in peace. She was in peace for sometime but sensed something morbid is about to come in near future. Independent India was not the same India-either politically or geographically. Two self governing countries legally came into existence at the stroke of midnight on 15 August 1947. This led to an endless list of conflicts and wars between the countries. During these 6-7 decades , the civilians of both the countries have suffered a lot; lost their wives, siblings, off springs, and relatives.
Through this blog we (“Sonal” and “Ashish”) would narrate you a story about Madhuri. Her journey was full of turbulence and she had to change and adapt according to the circumstances. This blog is about her voyage; how she transformed from Madhuri to Reshma. Join us in this journey and explore the truth. Was that stroke of midnight a “bliss” or “curse”?
Read from The Beginning
Friday, October 23, 2009 Posted by Ashish Gourav  

Written by:Sonal Jain

Hugging is a precious gift. Great for any time, fun to give and receive,
shows you care about someone. It comes with its own wrapping and, yeah it’s fully
returnable.

Rani and Kamal were ready to pick up baby Rakesh .A vie embarked as who will heft Rakesh first. Similarly as ICC champions trophy between Rani (West Indies) and Kamal (Australia).

Accidentally Rani's eyes caught a small rag doll laying beside Rakesh hands .Swiftly Kamal caught Rakesh in curl of his strong hands .Rani still gazed the broken rag toy .That was Rani’s childhood companion a "Puppet" .Now it was a bit modified, only a bit though, both hands were broken and one eye was gone somewhere, now the childhood puppet used to wink Rani in front of her husband. (Benefits of being a puppet)

"Raniiiiiiiiii, raniiiiiiiiii child where are you going .Ok, I will buy for you, but please stop! At least eat some chapattis "Rani was abstracted in her father's statement some 10 years before as she emotionally blackmailed her parents for the same .A drop burst from her deep brown eyes , she glanced at the walls , the same around which she grew up except few coats ,the doors were the same as retrospection left ,she spent hours waiting there for her father to come home, the kitchen was not surprisingly reformed ,where she learn art of cooking ,inherited in every Indian girl by default.


"Oh Gosh!!”

Rani's medulla oblongata started working at the speed of light.

"Oh!”Kamal shouted. Rani simpered as Rakesh peed on Kamal."Hey ! That is not at all fair. It was me who saved you, Ok, now no need to thank me!” Kamal uttered with snicker and both ridicule. Rani took “Kurta and Dhoti” out for Kamal. "Thank you! My brother is quite intelligent he knows the right time and place. "Rani shot as a hoaxer.


This day passed with greeting relatives, lots of chit-chats, reinvigorating there memories. They were ecstatic about the Indian Independence Act (according to this which suzerainty of the government of the United Kingdom shall cease on fifteenth of August 1947.) passed (on 15 June some) 2 months before


Every one was happy over Indian Independence Act except Kamal. While they were going to sleep Rani told Kamal "Hey India will really get Independent form whites, why you are sad over it.”This was seventh time she console Kamal as if Kamal didn’t know. She hold Kamal gently and asked.” Is there some dirty game again?"


"The East India Company before leaving tried the "Divide and Conquer" rule for the last time.”Kamal told with a low voice.

"They declared Indian mother land as two different dominions .On the other hand 15th August 1947 was declared the exact date of partition. Punjab itself will now be in two parts West and East Punjab.” He added.

"So we will be divided .That is not fair, now who are those ones to decide about Indian territories?" Rani grew angry on Kamal."Now it’s not my mistake dear! As if I wrote India's future ,everything is decided and there are chances that we might have Hindu-Muslim crisis". Kamal spoke softly to minimize her anger.

"Now it was that the Prime Minister of India is decided as Jawaharlal Nehru ".kamal tried to put up extra knowledge in her brain.”Now what’s a Prime Minister is this their another game or what?"Rani asked impatiently, Kamal went in impatient state and thought this happens when you want to give extra knowledge."Hey m feeling sleepy! Good night” and Kamal went to sleep.

Fast forward
[Blast of happiness...12 August was finalized ...5th house, he will have some big accident at an early age....decided to name him as “Rakesh”...]

The evening of Namkaran Sanskar:

"Oh! Please go away .Leave my child. Please leave my child. Kill me if you want but don’t try to touch my child or I will kill you" bawled a woman outside.
"You all people leave this area, this is ours, leave this place in a day or this child will leave the world. We will come tomorrow till then pack all your things and take this child away with you." blared a vandal.

"Please doooooooon't go."Rani vocalized, as Kamal is always interested to handle such catastrophe. Kamal went out asked them to lock doors properly.

"What are you people up to?" Asked an old man.
"We want our motherland, Punjab is ours, Hindu-Muslims can’t live together, if you are not ready to leave we will have a fight” sounded another vandal.
They were heavily loaded with swards and guns.

Kamal went to them but before that they took out there swords saying "We are ready to kill and get killed for our motherland."

"Go away we are not going to give you anything.” Shouted a juvenile and pushed the person with sword (Abdul). Abdul held his hand and forcefully turned the youth to hold his neck.

People ran to free the youngster, but Abdul poked the sward in his intestine. People of Madhuri's locality went into abode and took swards, guns and started beating. The response form the other side was of course one-upmanship.

Kamal ran inside his house closed the door .Pushed the case hard on the door and instructed everybody “This is the face of Hindu-Muslim riots, now towards Punjab, pack some amount of food with us we need to leave Punjab."

"This will end soon"Ramchandra added. "This will not end, it is the beginning. India will be divided and they will fight for more land. East Pakistan and West Pakistan are to be created .We will go to Rajasthan, and pack some food we need to leave this area as soon as possible" Kamal said while packing food from kitchen.

3 comments:

Gaurav - said...

waaoooo..sum great stuff..great going..hope to see more stories...

sonal jain said...

humm.....keep on reading

:)

vishakha said...

Hey quite long one..but is was gud..reminds me scene of indo-pak division..Those wounds can't be filled uptill now...kashh woh masoom jaane na jati :( ..anyways..what happen next...keep going :)

 
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