‘What is that Moody character doing on Didi’s turf?’ he asked Durga who was keeping him company as she knitted sweaters for the coming winter. Of course winter was some months away but Durga’s time was always at a premium. She had to attend to her devotees whenever they wanted her – and, that was becoming more and more frequent. They would do some mischief and pray to her to set things right.
‘Moody has a soft corner for Didi,’ Durga replied. ‘And – none of them want to admit it. They share mutual dependency but do not want to admit it in public.’
‘Very strange,’ Lord Shiva picked up a biscuit from the plate, put it in his mouth, munched a bit and made a grimace. It did not escape Durga’s glance.
‘It is supposed to be a salted biscuit but it tastes funny.’
‘Oh – then it must be rom Baba Someday’s bakery.’
‘And – who is this character?’
‘He is a true son of the soil,’ Durga said. ‘He has set up his own farm, oil mill, a confectionary, bakery, cosmetics plant and, of course, medicines. His products are flooding the market – his intention is to drive out competition.’
‘But – why should his salted biscuit not taste like salted biscuits?’
‘Probably he has used Moon salt.’
‘Moon salt? What is that? I have heard of rock salt but not Moon salt.’
‘It is rumored that he has the prescription to make Moon salt here on Earth,’ Durga explained. ‘This Baba is a very learned and well-traveled individual. He is a yoga master and has mastered the concept of time travel and tele transportation. He has even visited the Moon on the sly.’
‘Where is his spacecraft? I’d love to see it.’
‘He doesn’t need those contraptions,’ Durga said. ‘To him it is a mind game – he can beam himself up whenever he wants.’
‘Tell me – why is Moody yelling his head off? And – who are those people sitting in the field in front of him? Are they listening to him? Will they not suffer from sunstroke?’
‘No – they have come to earn some money.’
‘What is that?’
‘It is election time and the TV cameras are everywhere.’
‘That is but natural.’
‘Yes. When leaders make a speech, there must be a huge crowd. An empty or near empty stadium gives a bad impression. Therefore, the organizers bring in truckloads of people to make the crowd. These people understand nothing except hunger and each of them gets paid some money. The noise they make could very well be jeers instead of cheers.’(to be continued …)
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