Khansama*
Lt. Patrick had been
in India for only six months but he had already begun to love the strange
country. He was young and reckless and, unlike other officers of the Company,
had become quite friendly with the natives, even some lowly folks.
But Ali declined to be friendly with him; he was khansama of Maj.
Robert. Ali was a great cook and English officers, who often visited the
Roberts, relished the delicacies prepared by him and some of them would
sometimes indulge him in small talk. But Ali detested the Englishmen and was
always a reluctant participant in such silly talks.
Maj. Robert hated Indians and treated them like vermin. ‘Young man, beware; they are worse than serpents. You would
not even know when they bite you.’
‘Sir, I am too young to worry about such treachery. But I think...………..’
‘And above all, be wary of my khansama. I tolerate the scoundrel because he is the
finest cook in this wretched country. But the bugger can poison us whenever he
wants.’
Rumours were floating that some Indian soldiers had revolted
against the Englishmen. And then the ‘mutiny’ broke out.
Indian soldiers had gathered in a large number and a battle seemed
inevitable. English officers were concerned
about the safety of their families. Maj. Robert was particularly worried; he
had chosen to live in a palatial house which was somewhat isolated. It was the local
ruler’s summer palace that he had illegally appropriated. He was commanding the
troops while his family was being guarded by native soldiers.
But Ali had already foreseen the ensuing danger. He had cleverly
shifted Robert’s family into a safe house in his village. Everyone in the
village had opposed him but he was adamant; Robert’s family had to be protected
for it would be a sin to let innocent people die in the violence that was about
to erupt and become unbridled.
Robert had turned vicious when he had learnt that his family had
gone missing; someone accused Ali of kidnapping the family. He waited till reinforcement could come. And then he struck. His family was located and
rescued. All houses in the village were then burnt to the ground and all males,
even young boys, were hanged from the trees.
The first person to be hanged was Ali, Maj. Robert’s
khansama.
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(* Khansama
= Male Cook/Steward)
my earlier post
awesome post
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DeletePoor Ali. His good was repaid with evil simply because the Major didn't take time to analyze the situation. :/
ReplyDeletethanks for stopping by
DeleteSuch a thoughtless wicked man!
ReplyDeletethanks Indrani
DeleteAnother well written piece. I sympathise with Ali and would like to give the major a stern talking to. Thank you for the post.
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DeleteYet another gem. Brilliant.
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DeleteSometimes emotions sure can cloud ones judgement
ReplyDeletethanks, or is it prejudice
DeleteNice story. Very well written in the backdrop of British India. Did I miss a ghost?
ReplyDeleteMaj Robert is no better than a ghost, thanks
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ReplyDeleteThanks Archana
DeleteOh no! What a tragedy due to a misunderstanding! Good story though.
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thanks Samantha
DeleteNo good deed goes unpunished is a great theme to weave into a story.
ReplyDeleteThanks Stephen
DeleteGood story, and sadly illustrative of British-Indian relations.
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DeleteWow! So well told!
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