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Long Ago, there lived a zamindar, richest in the village and his words ruled the village. Since he was the richest, his caste was the uppermost. He had 10 helpers to keep his house clean. He had OCD. 

Kalyani, Shankar,’s daughter. She was not like any other village girl. She was bold and talkative. Even though she was at 17, she had the ability to speak for her needs. Shankar was a farmer and owned a land. The poverty hit them hard in the form of no rain. As a result, living become a struggle for Shankar and his family. To survive, Shankar ended up taking loan from zamindar, on his land. Zamindar always had eye on Shankar’s land because in the entire village, that was only property that was not his. As expected, Shankar could not clear the loan on time and which in turn to be the advantage of zamindar. Zamindar forced them to write land on his name! Shankar was helpless and attempted suicide. He survived through the suicide but not from the reality. Could not take up from there, Kalyani approached the nearby police station for help as she could not see her father’s grief.

On the same fateful night, Kalyani was burnt alive after someone hurt her feminine very badly and breaking her spine. Shankar died one more time! Hard truth is that, everyone knows who’s dirty hand was behind that. But nothing could be done. Power & Politics, the cluttered mind of power & politics.

After writing the story, I asked myself how long I am going to write the same story. Is not boring?  Not only that, it sounds like copyright of a story that is been written by many writers in a better way and few directors made a better movie with a great casting. Am I still brooding over the past and not writing up to today’s standard.?

Well! I am very much aligned with the current living. Living in 2020, using smart phone, digitalization for shopping, food delivery on a click, typing on laptop etc... but those nightmares are never done. Women empowerment, become presentation in ppt. Posting status, blogs, articles on newspaper, people’s strike helped only to an extension to express the state of mind.  Still, the same helpless situation!

Zamindar is still alive. Sounds like Zamindar has taken rebirth to do the same and Kalyani taken rebirth to become a scapegoat! Or vice versa. Even if it is vice versa, it is not helping...

Ideally, I am not sure even how to clean the clutter of the criminal’s mind. Cleaning the clutter of some men’s mind become an impossible task!

In the game of power and politics, the normal person can afford maximum to cleanse their house by giving the right education to the men in their house!! Hope that would make a difference to have cleaner mindset!

  

Saritha Subramanian

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