The Punjabi Idli

Once there was a farmer in Orrisa, poor and had a family of four.His wife,his mother and two children;a boy and a girl.Everyday he used to go to work ,though he didn't like to,but he had to as he was under bonded labor for life.His father had taken a loan from a local landlord and he too had to undergo a similiar fate ,as he was uneducated.He had no way out of his 'slavery' to the landlord and he no idea or the inclination to be out of it too.He had accepted his fate as his life.
                            The landlord,Ramsingh was not that bad, he had a daughter and  had only one for that matter which was a great thing in itself as it is considered a burden to have a single girl-child in his village.He gave her a life of  freedom.His daughter,Khusboo,completed her graduation and was now writing her CA exams ,as well helping her father in financial  matters.
Ramsingh was an open minded man but the closed society in which he lived had already taken a toll on him.He had become selfish and greedy.He was nice as long as he had his own benefit involved.Her daughter ,like her mother,was generous and simple.And she had  fallen in love with the village postman's talented son,Kahaleel
                                   The boy,Kahaleel was very talented in arts and was an efficient painter.He used to paint anyone or anything just by having a glance at it.He also could paint by closing his eyes and just listening to a description of anything told to him .One such painting was hanging in Khusboo's room,which Khallel had painted closing his eyes and thinking about her,as a gift on her birthday.

One day the District Governor arrived in their village,and everyone from the village was present there.After the initial huff-puff the crowd returned back home and so did the Governor.The Governor was from Punjab,Jagjeet Jogi and he used to make the best Idli in all of his town
Ironically Jagjeet Jogi was Khusboo's neighbor as well as postman's neighbor too.One day when he made his delicious idlis;Khallel painted something and Khusboo went to his house then Khallel followed her to Jogi's house.
The delicious aroma of idli made by Jogi..
                                                            the beautiful dress Khusboo wore..
                                                                                  and Khallel's painting which made  sense to all of this.. It was at this very  moment..




































THAT A COMET HIT THEM AND THE TOWN WAS DESTROYED,it was 12/12/2012