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CHAPTER: 1
All the important activist/freedom fighters who were peril to British government during their reigning years in India were kept in cellular jail of Andaman, a.k.a. “kala pani”. There were seven wings of the jail. It was said that one that goes there never comes back. It was like a hell for prisoners. Ocean waters every where, nowhere to go. They had to do a painstaking hard work under British officers, who were allowed to get the work done any how.
26 July 1902, 11:38pm,
“Call the doctor, hurry up!” cried one officer raucously at nocturnal sentinel. Few officers and a doctor rushed towards him and what they saw really made them tensed. A young man was lying unconscious on the floor with blood in his mouth; no one knew what happen to him.
“I don’t understand what happen to him, he did the same amount of work as he does regularly,” said officer Curl, who watches the prisoners while they work.
He was taken to the jail’s hospital, where doctors examined him and told that he was suffering from tuberculosis.
“His chances of survival are very low, we don’t have the medical facilities here to treat him”, said the doctor.
This brings a sense a relief on some faces.
“By the way who is this young man?” asked doctor curiously.
“Arnav,” replied officer Curl.
Soon doctor realized the reason of such reaction. Arnav was the icon, idol of the young generation. His statements could be powerful enough to bring change in the face of the then India, they were very dangerous for the British government and could encumber them to rule in India for a much a long time.
“How much time does he have?” asked one officer to the doctor.
“The work they do and the food that they get will only help him to live hardly four to five months,” said doctor Bennet.
All the officers and the doctors decided not to reveal this to anyone not even to Arnav himself.
CHAPTER: 2
Arnav’s black blond hair, black eyes, broad chest, friendly smile, thin moustaches and 5”11 inches long height could make anyone fall in love with him. He was the Prince of Jodhpur, the only son of Maharaja Bhim Sing and Maharani Sumitra Devi. Maharani always hated the British government for they use to take a lot of tax from the Maharajas, which in turn was taken by the poor farmers and people. Maharaja on the other hand always supported the British. He always used to say that the government is taking us to the new world, we are more civilized now and if we support them, they will never hurt us. Arnav was the apple of his parent’s eyes; he filled the gap between his parents. The main reason they tolerated each other for 50 long years was Arnav. He came in their life when their marriage was at its end, people say that god send Arnav to bring smile in every ones life.
Arnav spent more of his time with his mother and was influenced by her opinions for the British. He always believed in non-violence. From a small age he started connecting with poor people whose conditions were extremely pity. He use to sleep on floor and refused every type of comforts. His parents were extremely worried about him but they soon realized that their son was here for a special purpose and they let him go.
Eager to learn new things Arnav had good command over English, Hindi, Tamil, and Urdu, and wrote many poems, and stories. His appearance alone makes the half battle win and rest his speaking ability. He had that charisma to make people fond of him. Even the British were kind to him; they always wanted him to join them as he was a mass favorite and his official involvement with any mass movement would be jeopardy for the government.
CHAPTER: 3
“I think we should send him back, he should get the medical attention as soon as possible”, said doctor Bennet.
The news was sent to Officer Royal Loomis. He was the in-charge of the jail. His blue eyes, white skin with grey hair, 6 feet long height in all handsome face of 28 years always catch every ones eyes. Arnav was sentenced for one year of jail here; so that he succumbs in front of British government, reveal what ever he knew, also be away from his supporters.
Arnav once saved Officer Royal when the latter was few meters away from the death, he slipped from the roof where Arnav and other prisoners were working every one turned their faces but Arnav jumped and saved him and from that time Officer Royal was little gentle with him.
“He needs medical attention, sir,” said Officer Royal to his immediate superior.
“How could a person like you, so clever even think of it. He is prince in his estate, not here. If we send him back then we cannot stop those bunches of basket cases to stand up against our government,” cried the superior “but by the way why you are so worried about his condition?” asked he suspiciously.
“He saved my life,” whispered Royal.
“Does it mean that we have to pay him back by putting our whole government at danger,” cried the superior irately.
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richa mathur
I am Richa Mathur from India. Writing is my hobby and I love to write fiction as it gives me freedom to unleash my imagination in a creative way.
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hi bhuban acharya | Apr 26th, 2007
Good article…the arnav story is really inspiring. Do post more writing..
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