I am the monarch in this place. The ruler of all that I see. Yes, it’s a small place, a small, old village…. Stuck in time. I do as I please, that’s what my father, grandfather, and great grand father and all their fathers before them did. Nobody dare question me, or my intentions. Do I not provide for all these under me? I am very just, treating all humans and animals equally. No preferences…. Barring my favourite dog and horse!
I come and go as I please. I do as I please. I have lost count of the number of girls and women who have pleased me. I only remember a few who tried to resist my interest…. imagine when their fathers, brothers and husbands didn’t dare to look me in the eye, trembled at my feet they dared to stop me!
Few people who leave my kingdom, ever come back, mostly to gather their family, and vanish forever. In the last few years Durga has been coercing all to join the school 20kms away. What will they achieve? More children are going to school, and learning skills not required, like computer science and some are just running like crazy.
And now there is a road the people are building with their bare hands. As long as they know I am their ruler.
But since the last few days I am not feeling too well. I have difficulty in breathing, I couldn’t even beat that dolt who didn’t pay me my tax. My wife had dared to send for a doctor! He arrived after 2 days, said I had to be quarantined. The test results were positive for Covid!
And now here I am locked in my own house, in my own room. Forced to reckon, how could I be beaten by a virus! Navratri is round the corner, Hail Mother! Please save me! Please have mercy on me!
I can hear faint cries …. how many people had begged me for mercy?
Wow. So well put. The message is so clear.