Short story of Rajnarayan Bohare
Inquilab Zindabad
Inquilab Zindabad ! Verma saheb shook after hearing the noise! The impact of yesterday's accident was that it seemed that this mob had come to surround them! He got up and started wearing clothes. As soon as he reached in front of the mirror in the room, he was soothed, seeing his face, he again got nervous. This panic is on his brain from yesterday. He kept drowning in a strange humility.
In fact, Collector had told him to strictly recover the bank's debt. About seventy debt factories are doing well. Under Varmaji, there were banners in the entire industrial area that loaned factories should deposit bank loans in seven days, on the eighth day, Varmaji Tehsildar will see the receipt in the industry office. Yesterday, on the eighth day, he was sitting with his four subordinates by going to the office of the industry, that suddenly some people came in pushing the peons inside and proceeded in an attacking manner. Two held Vermaji's hand and the third put some dark substance on Verma's face. Cut Verma ji if there is no blood Blood pressure has gone down. They left immediately, cheating abuses. When ten soldiers and the policeman came running from the police station, Verma ji got the honor. After a while he was entering the luminous building of the Collectorate, And the Collector was about to catch the door of the Chamber that the peon stopped "Sir, MLAs had come to your complaint with some factories, SP Sahib and Collector Sahab are having a confidential meeting, no one is allowed inside. " Mr. Varma stayed. In a moment, not only the peon of the collectorate - daily wage earners, hotel workers and cleaning workers started gathering there. Every peon there used to sing their virtues, because on behalf of the collector, the in-charge Verma ji had finished the duty of the peon officers' house, no peon would pick up the shoes. Not only this, Verma ji had allotted government quarters to a dozen trade union offices, because he also had government quarter allotment. Mr. Varma stayed. In a moment, not only the peon of the collectorate - daily wage earners, hotel workers and cleaning workers started gathering there. Every peon there used to sing their virtues, because on behalf of the collector, the in-charge Verma ji had finished the duty of the peon officers' house, no peon would pick up the shoes. Not only this, Verma ji had allotted government quarters to a dozen trade union offices, because he also had government quarter allotment. Mr. Varma stayed. In a moment, not only the peon of the collectorate - daily wage earners, hotel workers and cleaning workers started gathering there. Every peon there used to sing their virtues, because on behalf of the collector, the in-charge Verma ji had finished the duty of the peon officers' house, no peon would pick up the shoes. Not only this, Verma ji had allotted government quarters to a dozen trade union offices, because he also had government quarter allotment.
Suddenly Collector Saheb came out and said. "Dude, everyone works in government job. Why are you not washing your mouth? You are pretending and you have gathered this crowd? Take them to their home."
When Varma sahib reached home, his wife and children were standing at the door. Seeing them, the wife started crying. Without thanking Thanga, Verma ji entered the quarters and went to his room and locked the door. Since then, Verma is still inside the room. Wife and children are crying at the door.
When he came out of the door, Pahalwan Singh was standing at the gate.
"What happened wrestler?"
"Sir, all my companions are waiting for you in the nearby ground."
"Why?"
"Come on, sir." It is said that Pahalwan Singh touched his feet and took his song with respect. When they reached the ground, they saw that the class IV employees union,
Hundreds of people gathered with banners and waving flags of all trade unions, including the employees union.
When they arrived, they started shouting slogans - Inklab! Hail!
Pahlawan Singh roared, "Brothers, this is a very honest Tehsildar Varma sir, he is very happy with the trade union and all of us employees. Yesterday the duty-time traders put black color on Varma Saheb's face! Nobody has any right to government employee Humiliate. We will never bear it. We have discovered that some factory owners are relatives of the leaders here. Today we will all give memorandum to the Collector and And teach those factory workers a lesson as to what is the consequence of attacking a public servant? "
Saying this, he chanted the slogan "Inquilab Zindabad"
.
Then Pahalwan Singh went out from there without hearing anything from Varma Saheb and taking garrison slogans with his companions.
The home guard jawan told him "Let's go home sir!"
Mr. Varma was silently thinking that this color should be washed away, or kept for several days as a reward given to a government servant by the leaders and the capitalist society?
