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   The wait was over. Some dress colour was increasing the guess. One shouted "Aa gaye", another snubbed. The foot steps increased proportionally with increase of yes, no counts.
   All of sudden a black white checkered shirt blinked everyone's sight. She was standing to the extreme left as we approached from back. She turned towards us and formal introduction erupted among new faces. I glimpsed at her. All I could notice at first sight was an angular smile like the moon in a cloudy sky. Next very moment my ears refused to work for seconds. My eyes got stuck.
  The curvy face with little hurt push pin on the nose was exposing like a diamond temple on a snow hill. Rosy lips were dazzling as if an aesthetic painter had painted them. Well dressed hairs smoothened more than wool each time she crossed her hand over her head. An adorable beauty !! By the time I could get enthralled myself more, all started walking into the pub.
   The table was ready. Chairs surrounded the table like a clock. She sat at 12 of the clock. Engaging with all she was making herself comfortable. 'Is she exploring ?": I questioned myself. It was her first trip to such place. She wanted to have a care-free life for that time. Yes, she did. Unhesitatingly she took from vodka to beer. After all, a military breed she is but that satiated smile was continuously making waves on her face all the while.
  Next phase, it was time for dancing, something she dies for that I would observe later. People were flooded on the stage. All we could get was few centimetre square area. She started with some professional steps. With eyes pointing down , she twisted her body like Madhuri Dixit. Seeing those, an epiphany from inside signalled myself, "Beta, nikal le". From there onwards all I could see was her relentless dancing as if she was doing romance with dance, DROMANCE. Nothing surrounding her like people, lights, discomfit could bother her. Beats and her feet were resonating like twins. Passion can overcome congestion, that I realised seeing her. Some were original steps, some were self-mixed but everything she was doing was impeccable. She is a professional dancer.
 Suddenly, mobile clock touched 10:47. I just suggested if we could leave. All said big NO. Ha ha. Gradually her glowing clean face started lining up with sweat on forehead. May be that her alcoholised brain was not permitting to dance. Fortunately the clock accelerated to the time where all insighted to leave. We came out.

 The next phase was the end of the day of that endless beauty buying a "Good bye". See you tomorrow , I heard as I opened the cab door.

              Not Wife's, Majhi carried system's dead body

     Who is this man , came to disturb our independence day festival ? What is his intention ? What energized him to carry his wife's dead body for 10 long kilometers ? Without becoming part of our "Beti Bachao" celebration why is his daughter walking along with father ?

  

     Dina Majhi does not know how to cry. He does not know how to crawl. Who will listen ?? His wife died of TB , a disease that has become obsolete in developed countries. In our country people die of TB, WHO says highest no of people in the world die of TB in India. So much "Vikas" we are doing !

  

   After death of his wife , he pleaded in front of hospital authorities that he cant afford an ambulance to carry the body. Yes, our country's tribes who has taken care of natural resources for centuries ,,today, cant afford an ambulance for their kith n kins. This is developed India.When a politician faces fever ,  an air-conditioned ambulance, ICU, hospitals get ready in five minutes for him. May be it is Dina Majhi's fault who could not become smart in the "Smart City" era. He lived in that part of India which faces chronic drought. 

  

  Few months back CM of odisha announced a scheme "MAHAPARAYANA" to provide free transportation to carry dead bodies of such poor people. May be that scheme paralyzed before reaching district main hospitals. Does not he know about insurance ?? yeah, Though he does not have anything to feed his family, but he must have done insurance. 

 

  With Majhi's episode I want to see that part of media, which always says "Nation wants to know". Today I spit on those media houses who pick useless issues and try to sell it by ranting, abusing everyday night. They are indeed destroying fourth pillar of democracy. 

 

  System has failed Majhi. Glossy pictures of bollywood, cosy life style of metro cities, daily one new schemes n innumerable speeches of PM and CM, all have failed him, likewise all tribal people. I want to say to Majhi , you not only showed a mirror to society, you also proved that you are a true Romeo of your Juliate without romance, roses and valentines.