Rashe Ram went to school for four
days, or just three and half to be precise. All families in the villages at
least try to put their wards in the shafts of the schooling cart. Most of the
yoked imps galloped to freedom without wasting too much time. They still do so
in the villages but things have improved marginally in this regard. Master Sube
Singh pulled little Rashe’s ears on day one. It was painful. A round of
defecation on the carpet in the school verandah earned his ears to be literally
pulled out on day two. Day three came with urination on the floor and a bite on
the face of a fellow student, which earned him a severe shaking of his head,
ruffled hair and big reprimand. Some repeat of the earlier tasks earned him a
beating around mid-day on the fourth day. As he was caned, he took an impish
opportunity to hit the teacher’s head with his wooden writing tablet. There was
blood. He fled from the school forever. But he tried to keep his younger
brothers Karne and Munna in school. It was done with a sense of inflicting
torture on his siblings. They were in class five and six respectively. Bhoop
would get drunk and harass the boys, plundered their lunch and eat it. It
became a habit with the big-time neighborhood drunk. So Rashe, all of thirteen
or fourteen, beat the liquor lover. He later beat the thinnest sloshed Raame
over some issue. These are three violent acts that he committed in life. The
rest is all love with three or four poor peasant women who surrender to his
animalistic charms as an escapade from the hard facts of life.
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