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Back to Black"Hello, good morning" The polished steel drawer wished me."Hello, nice to meet you. How are you?" "I am fine. Just the usual self. But how is your business?" "More twists and turns in my life. The year before, I met your cousin at Geneva. I was with him for more than 6 months. Now 'am here - with you" "How is my cousin?" "He is fine. Presently, he has lost some weight. Maybe due to Indian political turn!" "It is just fine to be cash! I sincerely request the almighty to create me as invincible cash atleast in my next birth.." Unhiding his surprise in meeting me, he continued. "I know about you, but what actually is your origin?" While asking he paved way for me to come in and settle. I was too glad, that some one was interested in me. With enthuasm, I started speaking. "My ancesters were invoved as 'value' in what is now called Barter system. With the evolution of human beings, we also got a new form. That is what you see me as - Cash. This is a great form. An avatar of invincible? A form that is too dear for humans!" "May be, what you say is true if it were your brother. But what about you? Unlike your brothers, you had been letf alone..., with me..." "That apart.. I do have thought about these people. I try to speak out, but they never hear anything!.." I continued. "'May be, if I direct my message to my gaurdians, I may endup with something worth of!" Stubborn in its ideals, Drawer was in its usual self. "You may take that for guarantee. Many people come to me very often to take what is with me.." It paused, looking into the dark passage with eyes showing hope and courage that it would spread the message. I started. "I speak to all, mentioning the users as my guardians. But the question of the hour is, do you think me as your child? Is this harshly any child will be treated? Is that the places of illegal drugs and other indecent shops and places' cash boxes should contain your child? Will you leave your child in an opium house? Will you leave your child to be abused? No... You cannot answer these questions. Because you have left scores of my brothers and even myself at these places.. Who thought you all as guardians! Whom you all have deserted. You have not shown the carefulness as you would show to your child.. Is this only because I am cash?.. I am money... But all these days, I had thought you all only as me guradians and parents... I am very sorry to say this, But I ought to inform you..I am responsible in a way to warn against any imposing dangers... I have learnt out of my past experience that, If this way of treating your foster child continues, then you all will be smashed..A ruin you call..A devastation you call..A catastrophe you call... But one thing is certain..It will never be an ordinary punch..But it will be Vault and Nut punch or shall I say Industrial punch, Cultural punch, Social punch, Economic punch. Offshoot is very poisonous. It is fatal. It is deadly. But it is yours. You have to reap it. Because only you have sown it. What I say here is let us not cry for the danger signal..It is only a signal..showing itself for us to change..Let us start working towards more harmonious society. Please take a owe that you will bring up your foster child like me to achieve more nobler cause than end up catering for a single man's desire." Before I could finish, I could hear the doors opening and peeping outside, saw the brilliant sunlight sweep over the then dark passage! I could sense how happy Drawer was, by the way it responded to the key invariably asking for me. |
This is a short narration, from the view point of black money. This has been written as black money that has come to India from Geneva, speaks to the drawer that holds it.
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