Rarely does a man deserve more than
the prestigious award…
Phir se wasooli
“Madamji ab tho aap ZK zaab ko Jnanpith dilwa he do. Likh likh kar
inka haath hathode jaisa ho gaya hai”, that was crude woman putting the case
for ZK. Crude woman and ZK Bazz were
back, and this time much determined. ZK
wore a short sleeved shirt that showcased his unusually swollen hand. He kept a
downcast face.
“Arre likne pikne se kissika haath hathode jaisa hua hai kya?”, the Bureaucrat,
their constant nemesis, intervened “Peepooo ke ghir pade honge kahi pe isliye
haath sooja hai. Tum logon ko koi aur kaam nahi hai kya? Ajathe hai bikariyon
ki tharah. Ye chahiye wo chahiye. Chalo niklo yahan se”. Indeed the Bureaucrat was
quite prepared and seem anticipated their trickery, he took out pictures of
Chetan boy who had put both his hands up indicating “liktha tho me bhi hoon
magar sooja nahi hai”
Crude woman had contempt written all over “arre ye mua kahan” almost
spitting the floor and then looking to the ceiling with adoration “ZK zaab
kahan”. ZK kept his eyes fixed on the floor, it seems he was drooling. “Tagoreji
ke baadh ZK zaab ka number atha hai, kabi dekha tumne tagoreji ka haath, dono
ke dono ekdam hathode jaise” Crude woman informed. The Bureaucrat was flummoxed
and was not anticipating this turn of event. Indeed in all the pictures of Tagore
he had hidden his hands, sometimes under the long gown or taken behind. In contrast
Nehru stuck his hands to his chin, probably as a sign of clairvoyance to these allegations.
The Bureaucrat reclaimed himself from the setback “hathode jaise haath
se kya hotha hai, kya likha hai wo bhi important hai”
Crude woman ignored him “madamji apki dukaan tho bandh ho rahi hai,
aakhri bar secularism ki wasooli karwa lo. Panch saal me tho aap ludak bhi
sakthi hai, I mean off, phir hum logon ka kya hoga?”. She was matter fact “hum
log dar dar batkenge. Kon poochega hum jaison ko? Sab janthe hai hamari aukad”
she shifted to confessionary mode as a final strategy.
“aisa karo thum log sahitya akademi ke certificate se kaam chalaa lo. Isse
jyada kuch nahi milega” the Bureaucrat attempted to work out a deal. Madamzee nodded.
Crude woman and ZK walk out with long faces. Scene 2: Sushmazee.
