“Leave them alone”
Sambhav said.
“No, they have done something that is condemned here.” The
Thugs cried out loud.
“I do not think that speaking your mind could be condemned
anywhere. They were only increasing the
awareness of these people. They were giving an alternative to the people for
they need to decide who to choose as their next leader.” Sambhav said.
The stage was occupied by few young men who were speaking
about the situation prevailing in the village. Sambhav belonged to the same
village but refrained from participating in anything that was remotely
connected to politics. However there are some situations that you cannot stop falling
into. This was one of them. His students had called him to listen to them speak
about the future of the village which included its political scenario.
“There is only one winner and he is the candidate that our
party will nominate. He has been winning since the last 3 times and we intend
to keep it that way.” The Thugs said.
“Why are you scared of them speaking? They do not have the
ability to change people’s mind. “Sambhav said.
“Yes they do ? They have the power to present an option to
people.” One of the Thugs said.
“How can an option change perception”. Sambhav said, he knew
that the thug had a point and he wanted to dig it further.
“An Option ignites knowledge which forms a perception in the
long run. An option without knowledge can also form a perception, but it of the
kind that does no good.” Ram said.
Ram was a student of Sambhav who had exceled in
understanding academics as well as people. He was the “chosen” one of the
village. He was intuitive enough to understand that there would be hurdles in
his attempt to provide mental liberation to the villagers. He had arranged for
a few people himself. He was ready for a standoff, something that he was not particularly
proud about.
As soon as the people stood facing each other, a loud voice intervened.
The atmosphere was heated up and this was perfect for the thugs to disrupt the
proceedings.
“Stop.” Sambhav said.
“I have bought these people here as an option. You have the
option to leave this ground today or we could all fight it out.” Ram said
gently to the Thugs.
The Thugs knew that they were outnumbered but the
consequence of failing in their objective could be harsh. The confusion of the option was evident in
their eyes. The thugs did not know what
to do.
In this moment of indecisiveness the people supporting Ram
walked forward. This further weakened the resolve of the Thugs making them walk
away.
“We will be back and people will vote for us again.” The
Thugs said with a resolve.
The next few days were followed by intense violence between
the villagers and ruling party. Violence
was one definitive option that was contemplated by Ram and his supporters, but
they refrained and continued with their defensive options till the elections. The villagers knew that they needed to decide
in this moment of uncertainty about their fate. Ram was not even a part of the elections but
was looked as a viable option to the current leader. Ram did not contest in the elections; neither
did he support anyone participating in the election. Ram however knew that when
presented an option he would definitely choose the candidate with the right
agenda. The challenge did not end there.
He had to take all the villagers as well. The goons had taken over the ballot boxes and
even the polling stations. Police are of no use they are just caretakers of the
system and a utility for bringing justification to violence. He devised a way,
something that involved some risk.
“None of us will vote at the polling station. None of us,
not even me.” Announced Ram.
Everyone gazed in amazement as to why Ram said such a thing.
He had done a lot of effort in educating all the people. He asked to stop the violence and terrorism instantly.
The thugs and goons congratulated
themselves as they accomplished what they came for without any significant
effort required. They were left with 48 hours before the election started.
He quickly arranged for a trip to the city where he could
meet the election officer to share their plight. Seeing Ram leave tore the
hearts of the villagers. He did not even tell his plan to anyone. The goons rejoiced
as this was a clear sign of Ram giving up.
A day has passed and people got accustomed to their original
schedule. Easily they gave up on what seemed a beautiful dream, their once
chance of redemption.
Suddenly the silent is interrupted by sirens and cars
whistling into the village. Manned with guards and police they seemed different
to the thugs and goons in the village. Suddenly a girl steps out.
“We will all vote, if you cannot got to the voting stations
then the voting station will come to you. All those who are eligible please do
not hesitate. I am your election officer and I believe in providing you the
opportunity to decide your future. I personally will overlook the process even
if have to face the plight of the people
opposing.” The lady officer said.
It was hard for the thugs to take action as they did not
expect such retaliation. They were overwhelmed by the presence of so many
people. This again seemed like an
obvious defeat for them.
Suddenly Ram emerged. Smiles were back on the faces of the
people. They knew that they were victorious.
Battles in mind are fought harder than in the real world, the
ones in the real world have a definite end but those in the mind stay live
forever. To eat or not to eat, to study
or not to study, to instigate or not to instigate and many more. We think we
have won over the evils of the mind but in some nook and corner they seem to
exist and linger. The constant lingering
of those thoughts and persistent invocation from the people around leads to
immense displeasure which unintentionally converts to inappropriate situations.
The spoken word is hence of immense
importance, making even Newton’s third law rendered incorrect, somehow today it
has been modified to “Every reaction has an equal and opposite action”.
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