Kaushik:- Prafulla daa, now, I think that we should form an organization to fight against the British on a legal basis also. You planned to open a swadeshi club, where all the lawyers will also become a part of it. We cannot wipe out British totally by fighting with them with arms and ammunitions. We have to prove it legally to the world that the East India Company people are treating the poor Indians as their slaves. Then only, the political leaders of the other countries will support us to achieve the Indian independence.
Prafulla:- I have tried a lot to open that kind of an organization or club. But, the British people know our game plan beforehand. For the third consecutive time, the registration of our club has been cancelled. When I sent a request for our ‘Swadeshi Jagaran Samity’ Club, the British people had objection about the name of that club. Again, next year, I changed the name of our club as ‘Naba Bharatiya Yuva Sanghatan’ and requested for its registration. Then also, a British lawyer said that we are planning to form this club to tempt the Indian young generation people to fight against the British force. This year, I changed the name of the club as ‘Royal Bengal Tigers’ Club’ and sent to the higher committee for its registration. Mr. Beadon was also in favor of getting it registered. But, all went in vain. Mr. Roland with his armed forces raided our club house and got it sealed by alleging that our club house is a place, where we keep our arms and ammunitions. That’s why; we have now shifted ourselves from Ganeshtala to Bhaduribagan. Bhaduri babu is a very nice person. His grandfather, Mohandas was a great zamindar of Sutanuti. But, under the British rule, the successors of Mohandas lost their power of the existing zamindari system. Bhaduri babu is now 57 years old but still looks so young and healthy.
Vikash:- Prafulla daa, there is a bad news for us. Policemen found the dead body of Shivani from a pond of the Nakulganj village. Dinesh daa and Badal daa have already gone to the spot in disguise to see the dead body.
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Surendra:- Sir, why have you whipped my son Rishi for 30 times. What kind of a punishment is this?
Roland:- He deserved it, gentleman. Had he not got this punishment, he would have never learned that stealing is a heinous crime. He stole a football from our office. How dare he?
Surendra:- He is a small boy, Sir. You could have whipped for once only. You have whipped him for so many times that his condition is very critical now. He cannot even walk by keeping his spinal cord straight. He cannot sleep while lying down on the bed. You could have told me that he has stolen an object from your place. Then, I would have punished him and returned that object to you. By the way, my son has not stolen a golden jewel or money. He has stolen a rounded shaped object, which has hardly any value at all.
Roland:- What? What do you say? This football has no value! My goodness, what the hell do you know about this football? This football is entirely made of leather. This costs around 150 bucks. You people don’t even earn 150 bucks in 1 month and you are saying that it is not a precious thing. The entire Yorkshire club football team has come here to spend their holidays. Even I play for the Yorkshire club football team whenever I get time. When a football got stolen from my office, I felt ashamed in front of my teammates.
Surendra:- I don’t want to hear all those lectures about a silly game of football. You have beaten up my son brutally, that’s why, I have come here to request that don’t repeat those actions in future. Mr. Beadon was not at all a cruel man like you.
Roland:- Ha ha ha…Oh! My God! I have to learn about humanities from you such Indian slaves and please don’t comment anything bad about football. You such Bengalis are fit for playing those bullshit games like Kabbaddi and Kusti. You people can never play football. You are lucky enough that I have not slapped you yet. Now, just get lost from here.
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