In this trip, he wished to find the reactions of people when death struck a house. It is not that he was whimsical or arbitrary in the choice of his ‘victim’ but there was a method and an unfailing system anchored on justice. He had an able assistant in Chitragupta who kept minute details of the good and bad that one did and a personal record for everyone without the fancy gizmos that can splutter to a halt due to system failure. No one has ever accused him of mistakes in identity though they would have liked him to spare them and visit somebody’s house nearby instead.
He inwardly smiled when he thought, what would have been the consequences if his work were in the hands of an earthling in authority with his greed, corrupt ways and pronounced propensity to subvert the system. There would have been mind boggling scams with the rich and powerful remaining untouched by the icy hands of death but the death rate still maintained at the expense of the poor, lonely and lost. There would have been an unwritten rate for extension of life for each week, month or year. If any activist dared to question, he would have been the instant victim. Luckily for mankind, DG was still in charge of affairs.
As he was walking on the road, he saw a crowd at one spot craning inside a gaping hole. Someone told him that a child fell in the hole a day ago and they did not have the necessary expertise or the equipment to bring the child out alive. He smiled to himself as he knew the child had died last night itself. Luckily no one was blaming DG but only the municipality though the child’s mom was bewailing that Yama was blind bringing to an end the life of a child even before it had bloomed. Little did she know that the child was indeed blessed to depart so soon as it had no bad karma to linger longer? Her grief was immeasurable though.
An old beggar lay dead unclaimed on the platform. Everyone walked past him with their nostrils closed by hankies/towels and again the municipality was the butt of their anger and no one thought of DG
It was at the death of a young woman stricken with cancer and who had three small children, that the entire crowd of mourners cursed him for his cruel and insensitive snatching of a young life. The wailing children and sobbing husband was a pathetic sight even to DG, known for his calm and stoic demeanour. But in his job, there was no place for emotion or special dispensation. It was her past karma that gave her this sad and short life.
The scene was different at the violent death at the hands of an assassin of a political functionary. He was well known for his corrupt ways, immoral life and dadagiri. While the ordinary folks kept mum, the dead man’s huge band of followers were restless and angry wanting a vent to let out their emotions of loyalty on buses and other public property. Luckily, DG was never in their radar. The common folk seemed pleased at the ‘leader’s’ departure and no grouse was heard against DG for doing his duty.
Strange was the scene at another house where DG heard someone calling him by name, ‘Yama dharma Raja’. He peeped in to find an old lady in her late 80s who lay on a mat on the ground coughing intermittently and turning her body in pain or hunger. DG found the house folks seated before TV happily watching a music serial unmindful of the suffering of the old woman. She was muttering “Dharma raja, won’t you take me away? Enough of this wretched life, I do not wish to be a burden anymore and suffer unwanted and uncared for. Take me away immediately., I implore you” He knew her time had not come and that she was destined to suffer for a few months more. Though he pitied her, he could not abridge her life before the predetermined time.
But he never had entered any house without taking a life from it. The next day morning the household woke up to witness their cow dead. Someone said heartlessly “Yama could have taken that useless old woman instead of the cow that yielded good amount of milk daily”: to the accompaniment of approving nods.
Yama let out a sigh in disgust and left for his abode
A good narrative, just imagining as he walked amongst us and the utter disgust he would have had the values of the people and their frantic race for material stuffReplyDelete
The reality check on people’s outlook towards a death People’s reactions and thoughts reflect the person’s life and one’s impact on society. Good write up.ReplyDelete
The kaal chakra associated with karma so intricately brought out through this humorous yet thought provoking post! We may need Lord Shiva to do a Markandeya to the hapless souls in the story.ReplyDelete
This one so nice Kp. Totally different from the earlier ones. DG's day out. 😊ReplyDelete
The title, Yama's self appraisal led me to expect a corporate type of document with "I did this, that and met my targets, motivated my underlings, and exceeded expectations" with the unstated expectation of a promotion at the end of the year!ReplyDelete
The last twist was good! Karmapalan!ReplyDelete
A very interesting perspective seen through Yama's eyes!ReplyDelete
Very insightful story! Not so much the different aspects of Yama but our different attitudes towards Him!ReplyDelete
Yama got a taste of the black human hearts!ReplyDelete
Yama's perspective of his victims...very well explained. The politicians wish to end the life of the persons who questioned his actions, uncalled for cancer patient's death whose children will suffer....every death has a 'different' angle. But we can find the 'different' angle for all deaths and Yama will not be able to do his duty and our earth will be overflowing with wrong people/sick people. Yama and Chitragupta are doing a commendable job, I feel. Let me 'think' in this angle when I leave this world:) Very well written, KP. ...SandhyaReplyDelete
Dear KP sir, There is a line ascribed to humourist Stephen Fry that conveys something like "If God existed, there would be no paediatric cancer wards in hospitals." Regards - MaheshReplyDelete
A subtle sense of humor and unbound imagination has made this story extra special!/ padmajaReplyDelete
Today’s HR heads are executing very similar jobs in a professional manner without any emotion.ReplyDelete
Nice take on Yama Raj!ReplyDelete
A good one 👍ReplyDelete
A different lens to life…. and deathReplyDelete