All the beautiful daughters of Mara, Ashok Aatreya [black male authors .TXT] 📗

too was in her best opportune time to go ahead- Anand thought.the green signal of her progress or fall became visible to Anand very clearly.
He did not encourage her.She was also being fooled by the crazy boss.No matter how nurturing or gentle the bully leader looks from outside.He would soon be after her true female assets It is never good to drain energy for him..the dirty politician.Anand decided to go according to his plan of exposing Charan’s corrupt practices and mis use of power by him in his own vested interests. He called his old journalist friend to help him expose the Inside- story of corruption of Literacy program.This time with more burning facts. When he asked him to meet him for a very urgent matter, Anand was surprised to hear from him that by tomorrow morning flight with he was leaving for Delhi with Charan, to meet Mr. Vijay Gandhi, just for inviting him to inaugurate the Mela .His journalist friend also told him that some Art teacher from St. Xavier school would also go with them for meeting the youth leader.(By that time Divine did not join the campaign officialy)
Anand was not surprised. Perhaps someone shot him right between the legs .He was feeling defeated by his own self. .His best journalist friend and then Divine had broken ties with him leaving him alone to fight against the corrupt establishment…he found himself rather lucky that he so far did not break the news to anybody and he was little bit safe…But to his surprise one thing he was not able to understand, how Divine changed her decision. .After all she told him last morning that she was not going to join University since there was a marriage proposal before her. .Is she gone so far away from him that she did not share such important thing as going to Delhi with Charan for meeting Mr. Gandhi…he was feeling himself unable to articulate his mind in any proper direction…

And out of his expectation, Anand received a phone from Divine. He picked it up. .Her voice was not that firm as he usually heard.
‘Can you believe Anand, I am calling you from University guest house ’She told him
' I can believe anything about Divine.’Anand reated in a very dull voice.
‘Mr. Charan is interested to talk to you, he is on the line.’
‘O.K connect to him. .But where is the P.A? Is Naiyer disappeared?
You are working on his behalf? Do I need any mediation of your now?
Atleast he never expected this cheapness from Divine….
‘Anand Miss Divine is extremely intelligent girl I ever met…She is now not only my secretary but a confidante and saviorfair of our program’— Charan perhaps overheard his dialog…’
‘Mr. Charan …I know she is a gem.Please tell me what I can do for you sir?’
‘I discussed some important aspects. Since we could not meet.I had called her for detailed talks. .you know time is short. .and lot of things to be done…Anand can you come to guest house right now? Charan started playing his game Anand felt badly frustrated Things were going bad to worse…out of his hands..Anand could not make his mind to go to guest house then to face more humiliating situation. .Then after an hour he received another call. .It was again Divine. .She very politely told him that she was coming to his house as Mr Charan wanted me to discuss some pending matters hoping that he was free for ten minutes…


42/VOW


Everything was beyond his reach then. .but he was not prepared to surrender so easily.
Anand told Divine, he will not be at home till late night. .He just put the receiver .There was ring again after five minutes…ring …ring…and rings. .he did not respond. .He locked his room and gone to meet the religious lady Shridha Mata to Hathroi Fortress. .An isolated place away from the madening crowd of city and did not come home till late night. He did not attend the late night call of Divine…He talked to Bhairvi for pretty long time and felt relaxed…Anand also took a vow not to contact Divine again and forget about the Literacy Campaign till the visit of Mr. Gandhi was over…He sent his leave and became inactive. Because he kept himself away from the program, Divine took over very easily .She was designated as Associated Director in University and rose to new heights. .not looking back once she started ascending the ladders of progress…
After successful completion of Mela and visit of youth leader, she was awarded as ‘Lady of Literacy’ .that year and finally started her own project of social work near Bandra Sindry on the road side of Ajmer-Jaipur close to the habitat of prostitutes. It was a program of counseling and welfare of prostitute’s children. .She developed a Pre- school and hostel for them and conducted regular health care for that community

At Bandra Sindry there were scattered pockets of prostitute’s family and the typical age old tradition of this established institution of prostitution was a custom under which the eldest daughter was forced to adopt the profession of a prostitute. The other members of the family were depending on her .All male members were working as brokers, imps .It was such a tradition that nobody from their community opposed, but in new times whosoever heard about this, felt bad about it .The eldest daughter was not allowed to settle and lead an independent family life. When Divine knew all this while working in the University, she decided to start her own project at Bandra Sindry. She was supported by Ministry of Human Resources and some top- brass of bureaucracy in the central government.
It was the evening after the Literacy award and a special party was arranged by Charan in a famous five star hotel in honor of Miss Divine to commemorate her achievements in the field of eradication of illiteracy from the township of the Pinkcity.For that party Youth leader Vijaya Gandhi was a special guest .She was already known to him as the young leader had seen her in Jaipur.In the party she got lot of appreciation from Mr. Gandhi and was assured of all possible help in her activities. .As a matter of fact the project of Bandra Sindry was the idea of the youth leader who wanted that Divine should come forward in real social work.
The party ended well but after the party Divine was invited for drinks by a very senior leader and a very close friend of Mr. VijayGandhi . She could not refuse and took drink beyond limits. After three scotches only her speech started to slur, and her walk became lopsided, face went slack. Her body was imbalance.
Charan warned her to cut her intake but she gone for the fourth scoth…That was the first time that Charan took her away from the bar- room and advised her to take rest in the special suit of the hotel.
Charan glanced at her incredible beauty in sleeping posture .He had so far not seen her in such condition and even did not think that she would go for drinks to this extent..! but suddenly another thought came in Charan’s mind…Divine often expressed her resentment for the way women were used by their own close relatives and friends…Her words made sense to Charan…as his past life had been fully encircling around that type of exploitation of woman whenever he got an opportunity…and his experienced inside man convinced him that Divine would be no exception Then he thought again, was this the right time to go ahead with his past experience.She was drunk and all his friends left the party. It was mid-night and Divine was in her half –sleep. Charan again stared at her beautiful face.
Before sleep she vomited badly on her red gown and Charan helped her in cleaning .In that way he first time handled her body
And took of her leather jacket and helped her wash her mouth, eye’s hands and part of waist .She was still in her non-sense and talking absurd. She again and again asked him why she was brought over here…will Vijaya Gandhi.. Came there… and… slept in her room?
Charan felt awkward about her this type of behavior but he had the experience of handling ladies of high societies at such occasions, so called social workers and lady journalists often created such scene in the high-ups gatherings and he had tackled all that…Taking away such novice and new-breads from such occasions, escorting them unto their homes or hotels had been his job in the initial stage of entering politics…But by now Charan himself was a mature politician and understood all the cunning corridors and passages of politics. .and these happenings were very casual for him…rather these were also designed and created or organized by themselves.
Wine and women in that way had become a necessity in the societyto-day and politicians are part of this game. The only thing of care in certain matters was to see that these things are not exposed in public and the game is played safely and peacefully.
That way Charan felt satisfied that Divine was in safe hands another custody .Such custodians of his types also believed in the idiom-‘The pen, woman and book don’t remain withit’s owner if it is passed from one hand to another .Charan remembered that evening, no sooner did Divine was introduced to him by Anand then the next moment she became part of his lifeand property. Charan Smiled cunningly in himself.. He was in the bathroom after washing his mouth again and again and combing his hairs at mid- night opposite mirror. .he went to his bed, did not disturb Divine. She was in her good dreams…

And in the morning in fresh air and with nice tea, Charan handed- over that sanction letter of Human Resource Ministry to Divine in which her ‘Project of Bandra-Sidry’ was thru .It was a project of twenty lakhs for construction of building and running of a hostel for the children of prostitutes in that area.
‘You are really great Charan Saab. .Divine was happy and excited.
‘Divine please don’t tell me Saab…Tell me comrade. .You know I am an old leftist, ’He laughed cunningly.
‘Sir I know some pseudo-leftist but you are sitting on my right side, keeping a safe distance. .Am I so much un-touchable?..
‘Divine you are gem of the gems, you are Divine! Charan was in good mood to flatter her.’
‘Mr. Charan, my comrade .I love you. .!’It was a sudden and un- unbelievable embrace. Divine locked him in her arms. .She was sobbing and tears appeared on her depressed shining cheeks.


Mr. Charan returned Jaipur by the same Maruti which Divine got as gift (not by product)… before she joined the Literacy campaign.
‘I think as Hindu you also believe in re-birth? Divine questioned him..He was driving her car.
‘Why you have asked this question Divine.?
‘Because I feel you are so caring and attached to my life now that I feel there must be something behind all that’-Divine wanted to give reason to her thoughts.
‘You will laugh at me,I had to meet you in this birth that’s why I have taken birth as human being…who knows in next birth I might take birth as a Rat.!’ Charan replied her.
‘Are you in a mood of joke sir?’She asked politely.
‘Not at all, you know we are Charans…and we also take birth as Rats of Karni Mata temple.’
‘As Rats ?why not as Rabbits…I love Rabbits the best species on earth the best creation of almighty God..’She reacted immediately.
‘Divine what I told you is a Myth and it is attached to Charan community in particular.’
‘Oh, take care there was a