THE GROUND...

“She was raped again and again. First, she was caught tightly by many, her clothes were tearing apart by many, many put their hands on her body and then a big dick came from nowhere and let her feel free and enjoy the trip to hell”, Prof. Bakshi included, “you know what was my favourite part? Seeing that the girl could have been saved but I don’t know why I couldn’t. Yes, but apart from all other viewers, I took the rest of her and tried my best to heal her.”

“and why did you do that? because others didn’t respond, right?” I asked him.

“I’m quite sure that I didn’t do it for humanity. Perhaps, I assumed to rape her again when she was ready enough to be raped. We are social, aren’t we? It’s our nature.” Prof. Bakshi said with firm notes.

“ugh…sir, can you clarify? please?” I chuckled and asked.

“look, humanity sucks, ok? I don’t know why I helped the girl. It just let me feel good for something.”

“ok, sir. Now tell me what happened after you tried to bring her back to the normal life?”, I asked in a report’s authenticity.

“as I said, society sucks. That day no one helped the girl when she needed that. I helped her and my wife put finger on me asking ‘why you?’ I didn’t answer that. I just kept on meditating her, calling up doctors, went from clinics to clinics, asking for helps, and well, like one in a ’12 angry men’ some friends of mine came forward to help me.” Prof. Bakshi paused for a while, drank water, cleared his throat, and then, just smiled.

After few minutes’ silent-smile he added, “there was a pulp fiction like ‘kill bill’. Reservoir Dogs came hunting for the revenant. The society to us was nothing more than ‘hateful eight’. We tried our best for the girl but leaders came over pointing fingers that why are we showing such sympathy for the girl. You see, when you try to do something for society’s good, then they ask questions and when you try to do something good that let you feel good, then they point fingers. I seriously don’t know what the fucking obsession of getting frustrated at one’s feel-good they are having. I was just doing it for myself, and they made it like I have something of my own interest in it.”

“ok sir, I understand you…”

“no, you don’t. you cannot. You also belong from this scum. In the time of vote, you polish the legs of the party which you want to have the power. Yes, you decide who should rule by your use of actions. I don’t actually know the base of your work. You, the media, point out faults of A and then next day you praise A. but when you praise A you never get tired of pointing fingers on B who was good in your eyes when you pointed A’s faults. And why am I blaming you? I trust you in the morning newspaper and evening’s headlines. Do you fool us or are we been fooled for trusting you? I am confused!”

A silence remained for a while. Then prof. Bakshi broke the silence, “anyways, the ground was finally being handed over to me by the help of some legal friends of mine. Actually it was not me all in all, it was the club and I am the chairman of it. We took great care of her. The damage level is much lesser than before. She will soon have her clothes next month. Because we ordered grass-seeds that will come by then, I should be going now. Thank you.”

FINALLY, ‘THE GROUND’ HAS AN OWNER

1^st January,2016, Midnapore: Wishing all a very happy new year, Prof. Bakshi, the former lecturer of Vidyasagar University, would like to give a huge gift to the people of Midnapore. He declared that by next month ‘THE GROUND’ will be open only for games. Prof. Bakshi took an oath 2 years back when he saw ‘THE GROUND’ was used not only for games but for political-gathering, fair and other non-sport works. He thought that ‘THE GROUND’ should be conserved. From his point of view, the ground was likely to be raped whenever people came for these non-sport activities. Bamboos were placed like dicks all over the ground. A great work indeed done by Prof. Bakshi. From the next month, Midnapore will have its finest playground, especially for football. Prof. Bakshi appointed ground expert Luka Del Torino for this auspicious try. We thank this great man who took his way against all the odds.

“Hey, where is the other part of the report?” I asked my editor, Kuntalika.

“It sounded like you were being rebellion.”

“Fuck off. It said clearly how unhelpful the government was.”

“I know sweetheart. But it’s not our reputation to be sacrificed. Remember, we need the government to be happy with us. It’s not the right time to give clue to the opponent party. That part comes later. And tell me, why us to point the fault? Why you?”

I remembered Prof. Bakshi saying ‘my wife asked me ’why you’’ when he tried to do something that would let him feel good, he didn’t reply. Sorry sir, I can’t be that respectful towards my editor.

I leave the chair, stood up and bent down a little, get close to the ears of Kuntalika Sharma, said, “because I fucked you enough in your bedroom and kitchen that I get bored of thinking your fucking reputation,” after a 2 second pause I added, “bitch!”

I published the whole story and sold it to another newspaper and they published. I didn’t put my name on it because perhaps I’m not fool enough like Prof. Bakshi or better say not brave enough like Prof. Bakshi. The man who saw ‘THE GROUND’ under threat like a girl being raped. The man who had gone against all odds to protect her. The man who was murdered after the publication of the whole story. Though, as expected, it was intended to look like a suicide.

So, am I coward or am I clever? At least, I’m still alive in this dead society. And Prof. Bakshi is dead when ‘THE GROUND’ is now alive…