QUERIES FROM A HOAX CALL (STORY)

Let 1000 law breakers get escaped but not a single innocent should be punished – This is what our law makers have said. But the law makers didn’t let off the fools!
The gate of Bombay Central Jail was like a mouse hole – A big compound wall with a hole drilled to it. Court has ordered to keep ‘Raka’ at a secluded place so that he never comes in contact with ‘his’ wicked colleagues.
After passing the judgement, one of the jury memebers politely asked, " My dear friend, as such we don’t find any reasons from your past to do such a crime, why did u do this?!" Every one present at the court had the same question inscribed on their face, their eyes, their heart…
It was a rainy day, the day which Rakshak decided to vandalize (destroy willfully) his fate. As usual he was waiting for the 8:15 train at the station. The cloudburst did’nt allow the 8:15 train to reach the station even by 10:00. The only option left with him was to return. But the crowd too, present there, was moving like the 8:15 train. The stormy wind had disturbed the positions of hanging hoardings at the station. The billboard of J.O.A. School was swinging only on one of its hangers. 2632115- Rakshak could see the phone no. of the school from that drooping board.
In this hot season of hoax calls, Rakshak too decided to become the club member of such mischeif makers. He somehow reached the coinbox at the platform and dialled the above no. The 1Re. coin fell to the collection box.
Reciever – "Hello, J.O.A School."
Rakshak – "Today at sharp 11:15 AM, J.O.A is going to burst out! Best of Luck."
But the false alarm was not a false one. When he was thinking about the news of the prank call in the next day’s newspaper, the reporters were rushing to the J.O.A site to report about the savaging bomb explosion. When Rakshak was laughing on all the fools who might have believed his call, there the parents were cryingly praying for their deared ones.
A foolish prank created to main witness in this case – The P.C.O owner and the school clerk.
Rakshak realized the asperity (harshness) of his false call only when Inspector Deshpande proclaimed to the press that they have caught the terrorist, Rakshak alias Raka, behind the dreaded explosion.
Deshpande, with a mockish smile on his face, took Raka to the Police van afront of the crowd at the court. Today after two months of that rainy day, Rakshak, from a simple boy next door, is a dreaded terrorist. When there the real evil ones are ready for their next act Rakshak (alias Raka thats how the press people call him) is asking himself ‘Why he is feeling guilty for the deaths of many loved ones only because of a hoax call’.
Its his Day 1 in the Bombay Central Jail. His heart is throbbing like the needle of sewing machine on which his widow mother used to work. The walls of the morbid (filled with unpleasant things) room is going to laugh and ask the same question to him for the next 14 years to come……..

TALES OF HUMANE MUMBAI

Today every mumbaikar, from a 5year old K.G. student to a software engineer of a reputed company, has only one tale to brag about – how he had got stuck up due to the unexpected rains and finally how he reached to a safe place. He recounts that how easygoingly he had stepped out from the work place despite the heavy showers which the weather people described as ‘never before in this century’.Each narrator`s yarn makes us realize that how the spate had benumbed the commercial capital. The water level in each story differs according to the narrator`s place such as doosre mazle tak( till the second floor), bridge ke upar tak(even above the bridge), plat form nahi railway nahiPhakt panich pani( even the railway platform was not visible due to the floods) ….. it goes like that.
Every recounter unfolds the unseen humane face of aamchi mumbai- he takes us to a slumdweller who him self has lost everything but distributing biscuits , to a stranger who willingly gave him a lift, to a friend’s mummy who is ordering him to change the wet dresses lest he gets ill.
The disaster management guys don’t have any place in these tales. Though one cant blame the government for this unexpected deluge , but they have to answer that why we citizens are being taxed for many such departments when no needed help can be done during such a predicament. Actually all the above narrarors are very lucky for recounting their tales.There are many unlucky ones for whom nothing is now left to loose as such. As usual the ministers, after giving an aerial visit to affected palces, will announce some compensation. Not even the GREAT GOD will be having any idea about how much his disciples will have to shell out to get those compensations sanctioned!