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

. The successful culmination of Iftar Party was a great relief and indemnity to Shaheen after years of callous suffering. The life was never frolicsome to her and she was always in fringe and frippery.
The cloudy days of her life seemed to have ended and coming back of Anand to her life was the real gift of this Ramzan for Shaheen.Rather a miracle.She received Kudos for this act, even from her friends from Pakistan.


64/BEING A SHOULDER TO CRY ON
ID Mubarik….!It was a chivalrous day of her life as she was actualed by no unworthy motives.But still she badly needed a soulder to cry on.Anand had woncerful traits and abilities of a mentor.He helped her out and out.Shaheen was not that girl of school time who boldly responded to the call of her lover and wrote three words’ I Love You’ on the same paper which was blank and thrown for her by Anand ,She was not that young college girl who gave everything to her lover,breaking all barriers of caste and religion and became the virgin mother. At time she had the adventure to fly in high skies like…courage of …. To swim acrss the high and low strams and tides.But all through years, the ship she saled did not reach to any destination. Her ship of life could not find its own native land and her journeys remined scary-sally rides….
She was fortunate enough,even at the time of her twilight, she met the mentor….as if from her remotest past, when her boat of life was drowning, some unimaginable hand pulled her boat on the shore.It was not a hand of compassion but of grace .not a hand of indulgence but love…her lost love….not a myth but reality.That refreshind and helping hand saved her from huge fall-out of her life.That hand forestalled the loss of self-esteem that plagued her past life.She revived a wellspring of strength in herself.
Far down the Yamuna river, till the end of south of Delhi the entire area was washed by the stong winds of showers that was not stopping since the last night of Ramzan. The old and the new city stood on the edge of the flooding water which was not showing any sign of receding due to non-stop rains.The life was paralysed and it was now evening when moon seemed hanging between light and darkness.
Then suddenly the rain stopped, clouds disappeared and at this juncture when it was neither night nor evening, ‘Anna- Godhauli bela ‘two chariots were coming from different directions, one from east another from the west. One man and another woman were occupying their respective chariots…They were running in full speed in the opposite direction as if they wanted to meet as soon as possible….
At the same time Maheshwar was returning from Lanka to his own abode on Kailash, with his cosorteum Uma in his arms.As they were going from the sky, Uma out of curiosity asked lord Shiv-My dear lord, can you look little below and tell me, in the play of light and darkness why these two chariots are running so fast and who are these two mortal being?
Maheshwar knowing the truth, said to his beloved: if you really want to see the truth and enjoy it, let us go down.
And in the fraction of a second one of the chariots lost his horse and the other having his chariot burnt through the out break of fire when the chariot reached the nearby deserted temple where they were putting up for the night….then there was an interesting turning point: The irony of fate had thrown them togather by some bang,these dwellers of two different territories, religion and culture, covered by dust and mist of years of wars ,hatred and separation,brought them at this point.The horses that were left harnessed to the remaining chariot and the both persons persued their journey together to their mutual advantage
Parallely the traffic of Delhi was also held up, many cars and auto rickshaw sub-merged and red alert was declared in that low-lying area.Water had also entered in Bhairvi –Villa and for safty meausures Anand shifted his children to the Rampuram government accommodation.He was with Shaheen in Rajasthan House…This place always gave him a feeling as if he is in his home.
They had also decided to meet at Gupha Mandir in the evening.
Both of them had to reach old ‘Gupha Mandir’ temple of south Delhi Kalkaji Aarea where Anand’s children Pranav and Deeksha were anxiously waiting for them.The water logging and heavy rainfall created problems for both the parties to meet at the temple at the scheduled time. Any way they joined.
It was a special day for all of them.
The count down begain.Shaheen was in bright blue ghaghara and Loogadi and beautifully embroidered Dupatta.Anand was in normal khadi-silk Kurta and Payjama.Pranav and Deeksha were happy.Ring of pleasure broke in everybody’s mind when they entered in the Gupha Mandir and in the very simple way Shaheen first garlanded Anand ….in the dead silence there was absolutely nothing heard but the faint clash of her golden ankles she moved round slowly with little hesitating feet…that tread as it were on evrybody’s heart…mood half of shyness half compounded of proud…an atmosphere of paradoxical fascination…formed of the rival fragranceces of sandal and calotropis…translated into language of soul and then he garlanded her...Then he put …..sindoor…….Mangalsutra…..with a little pout she put it around her neck…for a momemt they both gazed each other in silence before the deity of Gupha Mandir. Shaheen felt from the feathoms of her heart of the mercy almighty showered on her and made Anand the medium…No Maulvi.no kaji, no pandit….No mantras or havan only two hearts witnessed all this.
The kind flower….the ‘Purush’ bloomed in the heavenly breeze and pleasingly offered it’s syrup for the bee (Prakriti). The moon krept rolling in slow motion up and up the sky and little by little the deep dark shadows stole out stelthily
‘ O my lord,please tell me what all this is going on.If I am not wrong , I am feeling a sort of similarity in the chariot fellows and the other married in the temple without any orthodoxy.’
‘Dear Uma, you are absolutely correct.’They look and also act differently as they are covered by my Maya.’ Maheshwar told her…and then continued, in ‘Laukik Nyaya’this sort of happenings is covered under ‘Nastaswadagdharathh nyaya.’and after a brief smile,the lord of the cosmos told his beloved-‘ Let us bless this couple for their happy prospective married life…the deserted soul Shaheen is none else but your own image and Anand your own lord shiva in making’
Doubtlessly both of them were blessed…
As they (Shiv and Shiva ) passed, there fell a ‘Bandhook’flower from her plait of hairs….this flower led at Shaheen’s feet….as a suppliant for her protection to save innocence, keeping evils from their life.


65/CALL FROM HIS GURU
Perhaps the nature was playing its game effortlessly…with carefreeness, harmony binding the forces of love. There was a call from Tihar Jail... The voice was not only familiar to Anand… but again, with a spell-bound thrilling experience, he heard the voice- ‘Dear Anand God bless you. I am your Guru’.The present govt. has fallen ...The saffron People’s Party and National Alliance Party and its factions will again take over as the new government and will take oath shortly ... Later the search for the post of President will also be over as you will be the ultimate choice for that coveted position. ‘You are blessed by goddess Raj Rajeswari Tripura Sundari…Now you are free from the clutches of Maya.Your ignorance and illusions are dispelled at the moment.You are chosen for the big role…That will be the end of the hidden eclipse in your life.
‘Anand, you are going to be the new President of the biggest democracy of world.The highest pinnacle of fame and glory. There will be your close friend Divine in the fray for a short time…She will withdraw her candidature in your favor.’
The ring of telephone faded away.... but within seconds there was light in the room. That was no ordinary light... There was someone …Oh....the same person Mr.Dave. He was Gurudev , standing before his eyes .......in a halo ......of deep saffron color ....It was a wonderful form he had never seen before...Anand rejoiced again and again… the halo faded away .......The voice still remained with these wards : God bless you ! Anand opened his eyes, wide open. The guard came rushing from the main gate. A bunch of news papers in his hands......He was in full excitement...
"Sir, today’s news.......old govt. gone...The induction of new People’s Party and National Alliance Party government and election of the President in prospect..
The head lines carried news items.
NEW PEOPLE’S PARTY TO FORM GOVERNMENT.ANAND OUR NEW PRESIDENT….!
DIVINE FERNANDES WITHDRAWS HER NOMINATION
.AFTER MISSILE MAN NOW ENCOUTER SPECIALIST…
TERROR FOR TERRORIST…COUNTDOWN AGAINST TERRORIST BEGINS …
‘After the People’s Party and factions take over as the new government, search for new President also begun… the prospective candidate will be Mr. Anand Sharma -the Encounter- Specialist.’ The News papers headlines were full of praise for him.
"Shaheen your Pagaphero" (step into house) is a good omen.Anand was murmuring these words within his lips. His lips were in sensation. His voice was not heard. His eyes were still blinking in the memory of Bhairvi. His...his lost love! Few drops of tears fell from Anand's warm eyes.
Anand and Shaheen were silent for some time. Then all of a sudden Anand thought of Barod. The place of Miracle, where Vani Pandit Mr. Goverdhan Sharma predicted about fast changes in his life...He will be attaining the highest position ... of his country.....at that time, Anand could not understand the reality behind the voice of Vani Pandit ..He also thought at that time, that the highest position of the country was the post of President. But he did not feel it better to ask further questions ...It was his second visit to Barod...and now the things were becoming clear... There was a wireless message from, Vani Pandit from Barod. ‘I am Anand sir, Ex HomeMinister.’ Anand told Vani Pandit
‘I am congratulating you…Anand Saheb,
‘Thank you, Panditji .....The time is still ahead.....!
‘That is for you and others.....Everything is already settled in the ethereal world..... V.P. explained.
‘Any service for me..... Sir’, Anand asked very politely.
‘You'll meet your Guru again in Agra on the bank of Yamuna River. Start today with Shaheen. ... She will play important role in your life now... but time is very short.... you have to meet your Guru now.... don't delay. God bless you Anand…And the wireless communication stopped. There was no disturbance, no interruption.... Everything was crystal clear.......! Another Miracle in his life...... Vani Pandit knew everything about his past, present & future life.......But before Anand could think of any thing else..... Shaheen came in the wireless room... She was looking excited.
‘Anand’ my uncle from Jaipur has come.....he is waiting for me in the guest house with his wife and kids. I couldn’t tell you, we had a program of going to Agra to see Taj...... only this morning.I called them here-.She told
‘Seeing Taj?’ Anand was astonished!
‘Yes, Taj, what happened, Are you also interested to come?’ Shaheen asked.’ I don’t think you can make it in your hectic political activities.’
‘Yes, we both are going..... I have to meet my Guru there.’
‘You’re Guru at Taj?
’‘Yes, at the bank of Yamuna river ....Anand told very firmly. He was really under some special spiritual powers. Everything would be so easy, he never thought of it
In Agra they all met at Taj…as if the heaven had desceded on Earth.