ADHYAY – 3

            ‘No, dear. Let him owned the unit.’ Anjana touched the right cheek of Kesari softly.

           Anjana lay on the big bed in a vast room on the second floor. Bed arranged in the east to west direction. Space presently occupied by the couple only. Centre of ceiling decorated with chandeliers. Violet blue coloured walls adorned utilizing tiny crystals. No one Kesari fitted in next to Anjana. Her right handhold in Kesari’s right hand.   

           ‘But, he counterfeits his father and me.’ Kesari said with wrathful eyes.

           ‘At this moment, you stay with me. You can generate a new unit. Why worry about that idiot.’ She persuaded.

           ‘How can I allow that aspersed to take over my property?’

           ‘This time we have to spend for our baby whom we blessed by Lord Shiva after a long time. I don’t want to pervert the time.’

           ‘What about my belongings?’ Kesari worried.

            ‘Our baby and I are your belongings.’

           ‘That I know, my love. What about my time, wealth, and health I spend to develop the unit and the achievements of the units? These things bother me.’ Kesari placed his hand on Anjana’s forehead.

           Anjana gently moved her fingers on Kesari’s hand, ‘I am with you. Our pleasant moments are with us. Our past was with us, the present is with us, and the future will be with us. Why worry?’ He kissed his hand, ‘We will build a new and advanced spacecraft manufacturing unit. You know the technology, science and application of both. You will develop a new era again, and Bali is the younger one against you.’

            ‘But…’ 

           ‘Shhhhh…’ Anjana kept her finger on Kesari’s lips.

*****

Eight months later

            Kesari settled with betraying by Bali, who rose as a new emerging entrepreneur of Kishkindha, and solved many problems related to the working craft system. Kesari was also on that, but Bali threw him out from the market before he exercised on it. Kesari worked on its own and established a repairing centre for crafts. Minor touching and engine mending was his main work in the garage of spacecraft. He named the garage ‘Vanar Garage’, as their community belongs to it. Bali was not bothered about his new venture. He knew that no one was capable as him in the business field of crafts in the recent era. He collaborated his experience with the major agencies involved in craft business from the other planets. Rikshraja impotently worked for Bali. He could not refuse the work because Kesari was not in the mood of working with him at all.

            ‘Kesari…I want to work with you.’ Rikshraja stood exactly behind Kesari in the garage.

            ‘My friend, I am unable to help you. I can’t work with a person who is not able to withstand my belongings.’ Kesari offered a chair.

            ‘But, I am your childhood friend. We had invented so many things for improving life.’ Rikshraja tried to convince.

            ‘I forgot all. Today I have this small unit for making my family happy. It helps me to pay my debts taken for generating a large spacecraft.’ Kesari opened up his feelings.

            ‘I am and will always be with you.’

            ‘I know. But still, the alphabets spelt “Bali” in my mind is bold and italic.’

            ‘But…’

            ‘Leave me alone in my World, Rikshraja. I will develop my own as in the past and handle the liability in all circumstances.’

            Kesari left the garage. In the market, he ran the garage for crafts. The other two persons also worked at the garage, as helping hands to him. At sunset, Kesari spent his time with Anjana and discussed whole day activities performed at the garage. The child in the womb was accepting the parental debate routinely. He also acknowledged Anjana about Rikshraja’s visit. She deduced the commission of lapse executed by Rikshraja and suggested Kesari commit to him for small-scale investment.

Kesari explained with placing his right hand on the womb, ‘Dear Anjana. I am in worry about our child’s future only. When he comes to the planet, he receives his all requirements. I don’t want to spoil my new settlement done with myself. My commitments concern our child only.’

‘I appreciate your decision and plan. It will always be on your right side. Our child will also obey our path and walk on the same.’ Anjana pressed her hand on his right hand.

The thoughts evaporated in the atmosphere. Both slept in the same condition at the roof of their new home, besides Bali and his friends' palace.

*****

At the end of the ninth month

            Kesari was busy at the place located near Kishkindha. He got the news about the liquid materials positively present below the land crust, about 248 meters. Kesari wondered about a new material seen by him the first time in his life, collected the information, and came to know a story behind it. A farmer was cropping grain seeds. At the time of cropping, he worked to dig the land, and some sorts of stones were painted black. A worker from the garage got the news from him and took one stone for study at Kesari’s garage.

            Kesari didn’t want to declare about the same. He denied Bali’s involvement. He wanted to create a new opportunity for his upcoming baby. Till the baby grew up, he desired to stabilize a venture for him. So he decided to visit the site. One of his workers who found the stone would be accompanying him. Both took his small motor designed by him—road to the place of black rocks. Travelling ended in hardly two and half hours where hills surrounded the area. Dark black soil covered the land entirely. Kesari shrugged; how a farmer can work here? The liquid wetted ground. The atmosphere was precipitated by dry sand, so the vision was not that much clear. Kesari started the instrument to clear the layer of sand. Airblown rapidly from the device, and lucid land came out.

            Meanwhile, at Kesari’s home, Anjana not felt well. She could not recognize the pain felt under her womb. Kesari’s father was at home also. He informed the divine doctor, who was selected as a medical college dean near the city centre. He was a good friend of Kesari. As he suggested, Bruhashpati took Anjana to the hospital. The nurse confirmed labour pain. The doctor wanted to wait for some more time for normal. Anjana bagged for some relief to Lord Shiva and started chanting MahaMrutyunjay chant belongs to Shiva. She knew only the chant could give her strength for withstanding till her husband reached the hospital.

            Kesari assembled 8 feet long and powerful drill machine for temporary reveal secrete behind the black stone and sticky liquid. The worker came with him tried to set the device precisely at the point marked by Kesari. Quick battery connected to the machine. Kesari took a deep breath and whistled. He prepared physically and mentally for the trail set on the wetted soil.

            Anjana’s womb endured intensive pain. She screamed. Now doctor could not take a chance for normal and had the only option of cesarean. The burse had taken her to the operation theatre. Lay down on the OT’s stretcher. The doctor injected her required and needed dose of anaesthetic near the spine with a six-inch needle carefully. It was local anaesthetics in spinal effective for cesarean. Powerful lights set on the womb. The doctor also learnt some religious procedures, and so while he operating the patient, he chanted “Bhagvad Gita” wrote many years ago on planet Earth. It is believed that the Gita had been spoken by Lord Krishna himself on the field of Kurukshetra to convince Arjuna for war and give life messages to the World with live examples.

            Kesari signalled worked for starting the drill machine.

            The doctor indicated nurse for initiating the cesarean.

            The drill machine-generated loud noise and penetrated the land. Material opened up drastically. Land scattered in circular direction and machine entered in the womb of the planet.

            The doctor marked the exact place to cut the womb. The nurse adjusted herself to collect the baby as Anjana operated.

            Kesari designed the drill machine in such a way that it could do the work as per requirements. The machine drilled 248 meters very quickly.

            The doctor handled the surgical blade in his left hand. Anjana slept unconsciously with the effect of the anaesthetic. He positioned the edge near the mark and was ready to cut.

           The drill machine became black as sticky liquid came in contact with it. Black sticky liquid blasted from the drill area and poured unevenly on Kesari. The liquid gave a black mark on his face. He wiped it with his left hand, and his face turned slightly blackish.

            The doctor’s hand steadily moved on the mark he made, and blood started flowing. Blade turned red. Blood squirted from the womb and dropped on the nurse’s face. The nurse cleared bloodstain from her face, but her face became reddish.

            Kesari felt liquid in his hands. He recovered the blast moment. Felt happy about innovating something new on the planet. He took the sample of liquid in craft to study the ingredients, properties, and their uses.

            Bruhashpati heard a crying sound. Due to a bloodstain on the face nurse was unable to receive the baby. The doctor had to do a further procedure and took the newborn baby in his hands. He was happy.

            Kesari came with an instrument that could find all information about the material kept in its cage place. He put the liquid. The tool worked tremendously and resulted in the name of the viscous fluid. It was “Natural Oil”. Many years ago, only Earth had this material in its womb. But now, Kesari was found on his planet also. Other details he saved in the disk and packed the machine for returning to home.

*****

            In the hospital, Kesari sat beside Anjana in a particular room allotted to them by the doctor, his friend. Baby enjoyed in the cradle. He grinned.

Kesari placed his hand on Anjana’s forehead with love and said, ‘Thank you.’

‘Suggest the name.’ Anjana took his hand from her forehand and tried to take out the baby from the cradle.

Kesari helped her, ‘We are bowing to Lord Shiva. And he is a gift to us from Shiva himself. So I think…’

‘What do you think?’

‘He will shoot the arrow in others buttocks.’

‘What are you saying?’ Anjana’s face turned pale.

‘Don’t worry; I am saying that as he is the Shiva’s gift. He is part of Shiva. And as Shiva he will also destroy the phoney arrogance of others.’

‘Oh! Then what’s your suggestion?’

‘HANUMAN – Destroyer of Phoney Arrogance.’

*****