What Are Emotions Called? (Part - 22)

Date : 15.03.2026

In this way, he used to enjoy harassing someone for five-six days without any reason. If a farmer of the village was taking illegal electricity by putting a hook on the electricity pole due to some compulsion, then he would take a photo and send it to the electricity department. He would register a case of electricity theft against the poor farmer. The electricity department would keep his name secret, so no one knew who had complained. But he was happy. He kept finding new ways to trouble people. People were troubled. Still they were not able to do any harm to him. Even his two sons were troubled by his habits. Both the sons were satisfied by thinking that he was now seventy years old. He would not live long now.

The people of the village were also waiting for Ramdev's tenure on earth to end and he should become a resident of some other planet. One day his health deteriorated and kept on deteriorating. He also started feeling that now there is not much distance between life and death. He called his sons near him and said in a pleading tone that now my time has come near. It seems that our companionship was till here. He always kept a two feet long stick with him. That thin stick was lying near his cot. He picked up the stick and said that this stick remained with me throughout my life, so my last wish is that after my death my stick should be kept in my mouth. You people should put this stick in my mouth after giving me the last bath. Both the sons nodded in agreement.

The treatment was not showing any effect. A moment came when his breathing stopped. For the sake of appearance, mourning was observed. His funeral pyre was prepared. His strange last wish was also fulfilled. The stick which had been with him all his life was put in his mouth and he was covered with a shroud. No one had seen such a funeral procession before. The stick was holding the white cloth two feet high. People were repeating Ram Naam Satya Hai at the funeral pyre but in their minds they were thinking that they were free from this evil. The burden of the earth had lightened. Now an atmosphere of harmony will be created in the village.

The village police station was on the way to the crematorium. Every funeral procession had to pass in front of that police station. There was no other way to reach the crematorium. The funeral procession of the wicked man was passing in front of the police station. Two policemen were keeping an eye on the vehicles coming and going. They heard the voice of Ram Naam Satya Hai and both of them saw the bier. One soldier whispered in the ear of the other -

"Look there. Mangilal. The mysterious funeral procession is coming."

Mangilal looked carefully. He whispered in the ear of the first soldier -

"Every day, we see funeral processions going towards the crematorium during the blockade here. But I have never seen such a funeral procession before. Look, something like a wireless is visible in the mouth of the body."

Mangilal said -

"It seems that there is something fishy. You stop the funeral procession; I will call the constable from the post."

He did not wait for his companion's reply. He ran to call the constable from the post.

Here, when the other soldier signalled the people carrying the bier to stop, they were shocked. They were asking each other in gestures what happened. Just then, Mangilal came near the bier with a heavy bodied constable. The constable said in an imposing voice.

"Put Arthi down. We'll check."

The sons of the deceased objected but the constable did not listen to them. The bier was kept down. Then the constable ordered -

"What is this ariel thing? Open it and show me."

"Sir, it is not religious to open the bier on the road. We will take you to the crematorium and show you around."

"Our father's last wish was that his beloved stick, after bathing, it should be placed in his mouth."

The elder son clarified the situation so that the cloth did not have to be removed. But the constable had never heard or seen such a funeral procession or last wish before, so he looked at the elder son from top to bottom and said in a strict tone.

"You think the police are fools. Remove the cloth."

Now the cloth had to be removed. There was a two feet long stick in the mouth of the dead body. The constable suspected that the deceased was a rich man and hence his children and close relatives killed him out of greed for wealth. He took the body inside the police post and concluded that the murder was committed by stuffing a stick in the throat. He lodged a case of murder against the close relatives and conspiracy to murder against the people involved in the funeral procession and put everyone in the lockup.

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