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Tensions or troubles do we invite it?

If you trouble trouble,

Trouble will trouble you.

 

A saying in Hindi is “even god is afraid of a naked man’. When everything is at peace we do not realize that these are the time in life, which flies without understanding that, these memories we hardly cherish in out later years. It’s when things work out smoothly that we instigate our self to explore new troubles, which is an imperfect tendency of the god’s perfect creation.

This curiosity of Eve resulted in Adams throat, which even now pains us in many ways. Hence, we can say that Adam ate the apple our tooth is still aching.

 

A man named Maxus had a very beautiful wife named Margaret and they lived happily after marriage. The financial conditions were good enough to feed them and their children and very good enough for their bright future prospects. Many were jealous of their understanding and respect they carried for each other, some were jealous of their good economic conditions, still some were just not happy seeing them happy. The evils eye fall on these beautiful, happy, satisfied couple and life took its own turn and was never the same for them.

It so happened that a very good friend of Margaret misbehaved with her in the office and Margaret gave him a tight slap on his cheek which turned red not because of the slap but out of shame and anger which Robin faced in front of other office staff. Robin had been doing this very often and Margaret had been warning him several times about the same. She had constantly denied him a positive reply for an indecent proposal, which Robin had put.

During the same time Maxus who worked in a shopping mall got smitten by the looks and stare of his boss daughter. Days started rolling by and Maxus rolled on to her feet. It was a little confusion if Maxus starts from home to office or vice versa in the morning and in the evening. In either case it did not looked the same as earlier. Office was no more his second home, and his home was no more his prime base. Richa was a beautiful young girl of a considerable age with a beautiful figure to make head turns and eyes pop out from the socket for any man .She was just twenty one but looked quiet matured enough to convince a saint for marriage. A college drop out and opportunist by nature she had her own share of pillow dreams and the cloud of Maxus from past few days covered the dreamland. She fantasized him here, there and everywhere.

She took no time to get introduced to Maxus through her father and since then started working in the same office regularly as never before. Even her father Stephen could not understand her strange behavior .His daughter had suddenly started being responsible and considerate towards him showed an improved behavior which otherwise was snobbish. 

The entire office staff, still some thought that the girl was childish but Maxus was a matured man with family tie-ups and can never afford to fall in the love trap, felt the romantic breeze.

It was late night office work due to power failure in the town from past some days and the prime reason for Maxus and Richa to get even closer. There was no one in the office and the peon had just left the keys with Richa. Maxus working on the days collection did not realize the time or may be did not want to go home that day, Richa was a free bird as Stephen had left to a friends funeral. Suddenly Richa entered his room and on the pretext of helping him started touching and feeling him. Maxus started becoming conscious and started pushing himself away and did not know how to react. Should he be aggressive and stop it there and then, or should he make her understand that such a relation would be disastrous for both of them, or should he let this time just pass as a one night stand, or should he use this as a golden opportunity to satisfy his ultimate biological desire with this little beast. His heart stared skipping a million beats and before he could realize he had covered her in his strong arms and she stood still as if a deer submitting itself to be killed by a lion. 

The stars, sky, cloud and the moon was the witness to this but none wanted the act of passion, lust or call it a carnal desire.

The morning was different from all those earlier ones Maxus went home and Richa changed her dress form her attached personal room.

Margaret was worried a women as her hubby did not turn up for the all night. She convinced herself that things would be normal and Maxus would be working hard in his office. She planned her breakfast and started doing her daily routine work, as she had to rush to the office.

Just then, the doorbell rang and she was glad to see Maxus back home. Maxus pretended as if tired and exhausted with the overnight stay and went straight to the toilet to change his dress and for a shower. Margaret complained but he ignored her and walked straight hunting for his towel.

 He was bathing and just then he heard Margaret talking to someone. He completed his natural needs and fall out of the bathroom only to see some policeman on cushion of the drawing hall. Margaret was found crying in one corner. He enquired and was shocked to find that Richa had lodged a police complaint against his “misbehavior” the previous night. She had further added that he attempted a rape act on her.

Maxus said nothing and followed the policemen without much fuss or shame. He looked on to Margaret with sympathy and told her to take care of the kids.

 Next he was put behind the bars and after completing the formal legal procedure was told to arrange a defense lawyer at the earliest.

He lost his job and his friends and his foes. Time had changed, people started ignoring him outright and his issue was always behind him.

At home Margaret was silent and they had nothing to talk about except that Maxus had painted her politeness rude and taunting him.

Maxus resigned his job as facing Stephen was like killing himself every seconds.

Stephen knew that something was fishy about the whole issue but preferred to keep shut as in either case he was the looser. On one hand his daughter and on the other hand his dearest friend and companion.

Margaret shifted her residence and took the children to her parent’s house. She could never understand as to why Maxus disturbed everything and everyone and shattered her dreams, aspiration and desires………….

This incidence should be a normal routine for Robin, a shock for Margaret, a one-moment excitement for Maxus, a psychological disorder for Richa.

But in this vast flow of life all emotions are drained in ocean of death.  This bundle of experiences of each one of us is all that life permits us to seek. Every morning a new packet of joy, sorrow, fear, anxiety… without realizing that even hundred years ago some one on this planet had experienced the same feelings which I experience this very moment. All those great saints, Sufis and messiahs could realize this truth and therefore for them they were for the universe and universe for them. Their emotions were already drained in the ocean of death when they were alive and breathing. Therefore next time you see a painting of Christ, Buddha, Mahavir or paigambar Mohammed never wonder how can they keep the precious smile on their face under all pain and agonies.

 Remember that, they were free from tensions and worries and nothing matters to them in this world as they have accepted change as the “law of nature” and only ever-lasting thing in this world is the sky and the earth. They knew much before that they would be an extinct like the dinosaurs after few years.  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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