a perfect time to start a blog (a million stars to help you when you are struck and a cool breeze to keep your concentration intact).Beside this I also have some old memories of this time--some cold ,some scary and some experiences.
So here I begin the blog -which is a story about The Hut ---a group of shantis by the side of a railway track.Although blog writing is not about story telling but as some one has said --When you don't have experiences to share ,just tell a story.This particular tries to sketch LIFE from perspective of its inhabitants.
Before I start the story I would like to introduce about the characters
- "J"-a girl
- "A"- train driver
- "C"-thief
- "Q"- observer
- "U"- blind man
So lets begin.
These people apart from Q were all inhabitants of these shantis.Although each character is related to other but that is disclosed later.
The main protagonist is the Girl-"J".She is about 4 year old and orphan .What all memories she has of her parents is that her mother was a house wife and her father was a train driver (interestingly both died when a train accident occured on the track and the train rammed into the houses).She still considers that her father is alive and hence she always wave her hand to the train driver in a hope that one day her father would return.
But that never happened.
Now she is completely dependent on "C' a distant relative of her.Some people relates him to be her uncle who was estranged by "J" father because of his bad habits.(he was unemployed at age of 24 and not contributing to household is an offence in lower strata of society).After the accident everything moved on its pace.The houses reconstructed,compensation given to those who had the CARD(only proof of ID --quite helpful for all(except the original holder) in such circumstances. The minister gets the VOTE , the clerk at local authorities get the NOTE .And the life continues.
But the tragedy struck again.This time the accident was not a major accident ( just a minor derailment and loss of 10 lives.).As always a compensation package was declared for all.But after this accident not everything remained the same."C" was missing now and "J" was now under the care of some other people of the locality.(who received a compensation from the local authorities this time.)There were rumors that "C" has stolen valuables from the accident site and is now running for covers.
Time passed by."J" is now 8 years old and a contributor to the household of her caretakers.(she works in the households nearby )
Then one fine day "C" returns back. This time he takes "J" with him.Interestingly they took the train which travelled on the same railway track and passed by the same locality. But in the train there was two more co passengers who were smiled on seeing"J".
ANY GUESSES who were THEY ?
Now the main story unearths when they all reach the town in the near by state.
The man "C" was the father of "J".one of the co passenger in the train was the mother of "J".
Now who died in the accident.
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Incidently INDIA is still a developing country.
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The family of "J" was one the few families which remain unaffected by the accident.However the compensation offered for the victims was a fairly large amount which led "C" to form a plot.He first removed "J" 's mother from the place.Then he managed to show the authorities that the people who died in the accident were parents of "J".And the compensation was suppose to manage the rest.
However as time passed by and they didn't receive any compensation they thought of another plan.
A train accident but a planned train accident.
Hence this time it was intentionally done .
The loot in the accident was to compensate for the delays in the process of payments of compensation as in earlier case.
So everything went as planned.
They relocated to a new town with a new IDENTITY (which is not a difficult task for such people).
Hope u all like this.
and if you have read the whole blog and found something missing just scroll down.
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.In the start there was a blind man named "K" which appeared no where in the story(or was he there ? )
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the Blind man infact is a symbolic of the society which comprises of people like You and me who come from middle and upper strata of society and the Governments .It is because of the neglect on our part that such incidents occur.
We might be a developing nation today but ARE WE PREPARED TO GRADUATE TO A DEVELOPED NATION ?
the question will always remain unanswered .
and that is the gist /summary of the blog.
we care for ourselves(WE MUST GET THE BEST possible) But should that be at cost?
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THAT's ALL FOLKS