Dharavahik upanyas Bhoot-Adbhut!(71)

Kalyan Singh after coming back was searching all the Mortgage papers and their own land registered papers but couldn’t find anything. He called Deenu the main cook and asked him. He said , “ That night when Shamu was burnt a crowd of farmers also entered in the Haveli and they came inside Chaudhary Saheb’s study where he had kept the land and Lagaan papers, the angry mob couldn’t be controlled and they burnt all the papers in that fire in which Shamu was burnt.Now there is no proof of any land. He went back and Kalyan Singh sat down disappointed. For him the future was completely uncertain now. He had completed his education and with good marks. He will have to do job for his survival .Kamini Devi was also not in good mental status, he went to her room and asked her keys, She gave her keys, Kalyan Singh opens her Cupboard and then opened her locker. He took out some boxes, all were full of different ornaments. There were some bundle of notes also kept in the locker. Kalyan Singh said, “ Mummy, this is the total property we have now. “ Mummy was expressionlessly looking at him” He kept back the notes and ornaments in locker “ locked the cupboard and first thought to give the keys to Mummy but then cancelled the thought and put the keys in his pocket. ———- Continued————

Laughter !!

 *एक हास्यास्पद प्रस्तुती:*

*हमारे देश में अरेंज्ड मैरिज में, जब हम किसी लड़की को देखने जाते हैं, तो एक सवाल तो लगभग तय ही होता है:*

*“लड़का करता क्या है?”*

*सोहन का परिवार उसके लिए एक लड़की देखने गया। ड्राइंग रूम में चाय,* *नाश्ता और हल्की-फुल्की बातचीत खत्म होने के बाद, लड़की के पिता ने धीरे से मुख्य मुद्दे पर बात शुरू की:*

*“तो, आपका बेटा अभी क्या काम करता है?”*

*सोहन के पिता ने अपना चश्मा ठीक किया, गला साफ किया और पूरे कॉर्पोरेट-स्टाइल में एक प्रेजेंटेशन देना शुरू कर दिया:*

*“देखिए, हमारा सोहन अभी एक एग्रो-बेस्ड (खेती से जुड़े) ‘डायरेक्ट-टू-कंज्यूमर’ स्टार्टअप का फाउंडर और मैनेजिंग डायरेक्टर है। हम ऑर्गेनिक हेल्थ और वेलनेस सेक्टर में काम करते हैं।”*

*यह सुनकर, लड़की के पिता पहले से ही आधे इम्प्रेस हो चुके थे।*

*“वाह! तो आपका प्रोडक्ट असल में है क्या?”*

*सोहन के पिता ने पूरे आत्मविश्वास के साथ अपनी बात जारी रखी:*

*“हमारे मुख्य पोर्टफोलियो में हाई-प्रोटीन वाले भुने हुए अनाज और पारंपरिक कैरामलाइज्ड मिठाइयाँ शामिल हैं। हम कच्चा माल सीधे होलसेल सप्लाई चेन से लेते हैं, फिर उन्हें अपनी खुद की थर्मल प्रोसेसिंग यूनिट में बिना तेल के भूनते हैं। और सबसे खास बात यह है कि हमारी पैकेजिंग 100% इको-फ्रेंडली और बायोडिग्रेडेबल है!”*

*यह सब सुनकर लड़की का परिवार हैरान रह गया। यह तो किसी बड़ी मल्टीनेशनल कंपनी जैसा लग रहा था!*

*लड़की के चाचा खुद को पूछने से रोक नहीं पाए:*

*“तो आपकी कंपनी का मेन ऑफिस कहाँ है? और आपके यहाँ कितने कर्मचारी हैं?”*

*बिल्कुल भी घबराए बिना, सोहन के पिता ने जवाब दिया:*

“देखिए, यह आधुनिक ‘लीन स्टार्टअप्स’ का जमाना है, इसलिए हम दुकान के किराए और बिजली के बिल जैसे फालतू खर्चों से बचते हैं। हमारे पास एक मोबाइल रिटेल आउटलेट है, जिसकी जगह ट्रैफिक और लोगों की भीड़ के हिसाब से रोज बदलती रहती है। और पूरा काम मेरा बेटा अकेले ही संभालता है — वह एक ‘सोलोप्रेन्योर’ है!”*

*अब लड़की के पिता पूरी तरह से कन्फ्यूज हो गए।* *उन्हें लगा कि यह अंग्रेज़ी उनकी समझ से बाहर है।*

*तो उन्होंने कहा:*

*“मुझे यह मार्केटिंग वाली भाषा ठीक से समझ नहीं आई। क्या आप आसान शब्दों में समझा सकते हैं कि लड़का असल में करता क्या है?” ठीक उसी पल, कोने में बैठा उस लड़के का पक्का दोस्त धीरे से बोला:*

“अंकल, उनका कहने का मतलब यह है कि, हमारा भाई हाईवे पर सड़क किनारे एक ठेला लगाता है, जिस पर वह मूंगफली, भुने हुए चने और रेवड़ी बेचता है! वह एक कड़ाही में रेत डालकर चने भूनता है और उन्हें अखबार के बने लिफाफों में मोड़कर ग्राहकों को देता है — जिसे ये लोग ‘बायोडिग्रेडेबल पैकेजिंग’ कहते हैं!”*

*यह सुनकर, लड़की के पिता के हाथ से हैरानी के मारे चाय का कप लगभग छूट ही गया!*

*तो भाइयों, मार्केटिंग के शब्दों का जादू बहुत जबरदस्त होता है। अगर आपकी प्रस्तुति (presentation) काफी दमदार हो, तो मूंगफली और चने का एक ठेला भी किसी बड़ी ‘कॉर्पोरेट स्टार्टअप’ कंपनी जैसा लग सकता है!* *Statutory warning ; अपना पैसा startups और IPO में संभाल कर लगाएं*

Dharavahik upanyas Bhoot-Adbhut!(70)

Kalyan Singh and his mother came back that very day by the bus. Those who never lived a life of ordinary people are now ordinary. Those who were the so called landlords are now ashamed of the crime done at their own haveli by their own person. As I wrote before that Chandan Singh had no accountant or a Munshi type of person who could manage the income through lands.Chandan Singh never shared anything with his wife or son he was providing everything, the needful grocery was always bought by Deenu the main cook, they used to go together in Buggy to the district and buy the things for the whole year., vegetables sellers used to come and sell at the door step. Rest of the shopping like ornaments or clothes were always bought from District ‘s high class shops and for that the family used to go together, special tailor special shops for everything were fixed.But hardly any one would.  Know about the income a little bit Perhaps Shamu knew a lot but he is no longer alive now. Kalyan Singh searched Chandan Singh’s all things but didn’t find anything .Whenever he visited home for holidays  he wanted to ask him but couldn’t and always decided to ask next time .Kamini Devi didn’t know anything and now she was very stressed she couldn’t sleep. In fact she had not slept from the day Shamu was killed and Raja died ———Continued ——

Dharavahik upanyas Bhoot-Adbhut! (69)

As we know there were servants quarters at the back side of the haveli. One quarter for Ganga Das and his son Mathuradas , One for the main cook Deenu  who was thirty years old and was unmarried. One room for the cleaning lady Vasanti , she was approximately twenty five years of age , she was a widow as those days Marriages were done at early age and widow marriages were not done. One room for Shamu and One more for an assistant in kitchen he was Nanhe - age fifteen, his parents were living in the nearby village and every month were coming and taking his salary. Everyone was shocked with whatever happened and specially when Police arrested Chandan Singh Chaudhary and taken him in Jeep and next day had taken him to the District Court for first hearing. Police asked for fifteen days remand and court permitted. Kalyan Singh and his mother Kamini Devi went to meet Chandan Singh Chaudhary, they were permitted to meet him. Chandan Singh was silent and didn’t speak even a word.He was looking depressed, The regression was visible on his face Whatever he did in anger resulted to how many bad things, Raja even being an animal died of the shock, his own loving daughter committed suicide and he himself was arrested and he knew he might be punished by death sentence. ———- —- Continued ——

Dharavahik upanyas Bhoot-Adbhut!(68)

It was good that Kalyan Singh had completed his education there he was informed by a telegram about the misshaping and so he came back next day. He was deeply shocked by the unfortunate incidents happened there. He loved his sister very much and she is no more. He had seen his father a powerful man, a respected landlord and he was shocked to know that he was accused of one murder and responsible for his sister’s suicide. Shamu was an innocent and devoted worker in his view.He was thinking there was definitely some misunderstanding, he couldn’t believe the three untimely deaths Shamu who was killed cruelly, even his ashes were scattered around the haveli, now Police was collecting them to prove his murder, Raja who was a loyal and loving horse like a family member and Shamu was caring him like his own brother and so Raja even after being an animal couldn’t tolerate Shamu’s cruel murder and died. In history we have seen many loyal  horses as examples like Maharana Partap’s Chetak or Shubhrak etc. Kalyan Singh was sitting with her mother in her room. She was also not completely in her senses . Kalyan Singh understood now that it’s his responsibility to handle the situation, the lands and the money matters. But was he correct ——— Continued ———

Dharavahik upanyas Bhoot-Adbhut! (67)

When Vishakha reached  back home she saw Mathuradas was there , sitting with Taghav Chaudhary, Raghav Chaudhary was telling him the experiences happened with the Parrot Pinku and also the series of experiences by Vishakha , her friends and neighbours. Mathurada said, “ The story is so painful no one wants to repeat it or even remember it. But you people are the members of that family and don’t know what exactly happened I feel it’s my duty to tell you the reality. It was the third night when all family members and staff members were trying to sleep at their own places. And they slept too but early in the morning a huge crowd was standing around the haveli and talking loudly, indicating up , towards the tower clock, Chandan Singh Chaudhary and Kamini Devi also came out to know what was going on, at first my father Gangadas saw up and screamed, he said “ Look up Kavita Didi has committed suicide, she has hanged her self with the clock hands. The clock was showing 12.10 and till today it’s the same. Police van arrived there to remove the body , Kamini Devi was weeping loudly and speaking hard words to Chandan Singh “ It’s because of you that my daughter committed suicide, you are killer you have killed Shamu and his dear horse Raja also died because of Shamu’s murder, “ Police inspector Mr. Raghuraj Rathore got alarmed and he then started statements of each and every staff members , No one wanted to hide anything from the Police and they described each and every thing. Police arrested Chandan Singh and took him to local lock up and next day they took him for hearing to District Court. “————— Continued———-/

Dharm & Darshan !! Marathi Inspiring Story !!

 *'लायकी' दाखवण्याचे दिवस*

पहाट अजून पूर्ण उजाडली नव्हती. रस्त्यावरून अचानक एक खणखणीत आवाज आला,

“गवार वीस रुपये… 

कलिंगडं शंभरला तीन…!”

डोळे चोळत गॅलरीत आलो. खाली सोसायटीच्या गेटजवळ तेरा-चौदा वर्षांचा एक मुलगा हातगाडी घेऊन उभा होता. कपाळावर घाम, चेहऱ्यावर थकवा, पण आवाज मात्र दमदार. वॉचमन त्याला थोडं लांब उभं राहायला सांगत होता. मुलगा हात जोडून म्हणत होता, “थोडा वेळ थांबू दे ना काका”

मी वरूनच त्याला थांबायला सांगितलं. खाली गेलो तर काही बायका-पुरुष आधीच जमले होते. सगळे सोशल डिस्टन्सिंग ठेवून भाजी घेऊ लागलो.

इतक्यात तो मुलगा एका दादाला हळू आवाजात म्हणाला,

“दादा… तांब्याभर पाणी मिळेल का?”

दादाने तोंड वाकडं करत उत्तर दिलं,

“समोर चौकात टाकी आहे. तिथं जाऊन पिऊन ये. एवढ्या सकाळी तहान कशी लागली तुला?”

मुलगा शांतपणे म्हणाला, “साहेब, पहाटे पाचला घरातून निघालो. सात किलोमीटर चालत आलोय, बाटलीतलं पाणी संपलं.”

हे ऐकूनही कोणाच्या चेहऱ्यावर दया दिसली नाही. एक ताई तर लगेच म्हणाली, “अरे आम्ही तुला पाणी देणार आणि तुला कोरोना असेल तर? मग आम्हालाच लागेल ना!”

मुलगा काही बोलला नाही. फक्त आवंढा गिळून शांत उभा राहिला.

आम्ही स्वतःला सुशिक्षित, उच्चभ्रू समजणारी माणसं, पण त्या तहानलेल्या मुलाला पाण्याचा एक घोट देण्याची माणुसकी मात्र कुणाकडे नव्हती. मनात कुठेतरी सगळ्यांच्या चेहऱ्यावर एकच भावना दिसत होती,

“आज याला दिलं तर उद्या वॉचमन मागेल, परवा कचरा उचलणारी बाई मागेल”

इतक्यात एक स्कॉर्पिओ येऊन थांबली. त्यातून दाढी मिशीवाला एक रांगडा माणूस उतरला. त्याच्या हातात एक पिशवी होती. तो शांतपणे आला, ती पिशवी मुलाच्या हातगाडीवर ठेवली आणि म्हणाला, “उन्हाच्या आत घरी ये रे भैय्या.”

तो माणूस परत गाडीत बसला आणि निघून गेला.

आमच्यातल्या एका दादाने हसत विचारलं, “त्यांच्याकडे कामाला आहेस का तू?”

मुलाने पिशवीतून पाण्याची बाटली काढली. आधी चेहऱ्यावर पाणी मारलं, मग चार घोट पिऊन शांतपणे म्हणाला, “वडील होते माझे.”

क्षणभर सगळे शांत…

तरीही कुणीतरी प्रश्न विचारलाच, “मग घरी स्कॉर्पिओ असताना तू हातगाडीवर भाजी का विकतोस?”

मुलगा गवार तोलत म्हणाला, “घरी एक नाही, चार गाड्या आहेत ताई. तेवीस एकर बागायत आहे. पुण्यात मार्केटयार्डात तीन गाळे आहेत. पण तात्या म्हणतात,

लोकांची खरी नियत समजून घ्यायची असेल तर साध्या माणसासारखं जगून बघ.

आजच्या काळात गरीब माणसांशी लोक कसं वागतात ते पाहणं गरजेचं आहे.  उद्या सगळा धंदा मलाच सांभाळायचा आहे. रोज दोन-अडीच लाखांचा 

माल फिरतो, त्यासाठी लोकांची लायकी ओळखायला शिकायला हवं.”

त्याचं वाक्य संपलं, आणि आम्ही सगळे 

न बोलता पैसे देऊन आपापल्या फ्लॅटमध्ये निघून गेलो.

गॅलरीतून मी त्याला जाताना पाहत होतो. तो पुढे निघाला होता, आमची लायकी दाखवून, पुढच्या कुणाची लायकी पाहायला,

कधी कधी संपत्तीपेक्षा माणुसकी मोठी असते, आणि तीच खरी ओळख ठरते.