INTO THE PAST WITH PAIN…123

 

                                                  
Dr K Prabhakar Rao

 

 

    (   Gandhi, Nehru and Patel are seen at a five
star hotel in Hyderabad
at Banjara Hills. They enter the main gate and are stopped by the sentry)

 

Sentry. Who are you guys? What do you want here?  This is not a place for you.

 

Patel. Why?

 

Sentry.  This place is
very expensive and a common man can not afford to eat or stay here. Yahaan tho
loot lenge ( you will be robbed here). Kapde utar jayenge. (You will loose your
clothes and get naked)

 

Nehru. Do you think we are common people?

 

Sentry. Then what? You don’t have even have a Maruthi 800
car. Leave a luxury one like Skoda or BMW or Mercedes Benz car.

 

Nehru. Is Maruthi so cheap type?

 

Sentry. That is the cheapest one can have to enter this
place. We do not even salute those guys who come here on Maruthi car that too
an old one. Forget about Fiat or Ambassador unless it belongs to a govt VIP
with red light on roof.

 

Gandhi.Bapre. What a state of affairs!

 

Patel. You are not the one to decide whether we can afford
or not. Call your manager.

 

Sentry. So be it. Better here from him and get wise.

 

( He goes inside and 
returns with a guy  who is dressed
in suit. He is the front office executive named Satish)

 

Satish. What is the matter here? Why I have been called?

 

Gandhi.  We came to
spend some time here over food. We are not being allowed in.

 

Satish. That is nice sir. Please understand our problem too.
We have some dress code to enter here. (Looking at Gandhi). Sir, you are
improperly dressed. You do not have even a shirt and look. How you are clad?
You are in Dhoti with chappals that too worn out.  Here we get customers who are the elite of
the city. They may get offended if they see you in this way.  (Looking at Patel)He is also not properly
dressed. We want to people to be dressed in suit, shirt tucked in pant with tie,
scarf, Pant and trim bush shirt, Jodhpuri, Achkan, Sherwani, but not in this
dress. Sir please understand our limitations.

 

Gandhi. You are insulting our traditional dress. Is Dhoti
bad? Even CM Rosiah puts on Dhoti every where. Chidambaram puts on Lungi.
Kamraj Nadar  always put on Lungi. Late
Rajsekhar Reddy the CM always dressed in Dhoti. We should take pride in such
dress.

 

Satish. Sir. Please do not misunderstand us. These are our
rules. We also get foreigners here and want to maintain five star images. We
can only allow this person and he is looking like a Neta(pointing at Nehru and
he feels elated)

 

Gandhi. Look. He is actual a Neta  ( leader). Is putting pant and shirt a five
star image? Even criminals, Rapists, Badmash, Lafanga,Goondas, Crooks,Cheats,
Rascals,   Chors ( thieves), dacoits   also are dressed in shirt and pant apart from
all others such as politicians , ministers, 
Netas and doctors, land grabbers, gangsters,  Engineers 
and govt officials.     What
do you say? Will you decide on dress?

 

Satish. I can not answer you sir. I shall bring the manger
here.

 

( He  goes in and
returns with the manager who is dressed in a suit. )

 

Manager. What is the problem Bhai?

 

Gandhi. We are not being allowed inside.

 

Manager. True. You are not dressed properly. Please return
with proper dress.

 

Gandhi. We are properly dressed. There is nothing indecent
in our dress. Have not you heard about Mahatma Gandhi? Just think. What was his
dress till he died?

 

Manager. He was father of nation. He is an exception. But
you are dressed like him.

 

Patel. Relax manager. He is actually Gandhi.

 

Manager. Come on sir. Please do not pull a fast one. He was
slain long ago by Godse. How can he be alive?

 

Nehru. You shall not understand the intricacies of this.

 

(Manger thinks for some time and speaks over phone to some
one)

 

Manager. Please   get
inside. We have no problem. We shall adjust. Please go to banquet hall  X.

 

(The Trio walks in along with the manager and front office
guy and they enter the lobby and there is a visitors register and Gandhi at
once  goes and signs in the register
followed by  Nehru and Patel. Manager
looks on stunned)

 

Manger. You guys are so good in English. Who are you sir.
You look familiar. I am unable to recollect.

 

Patel. Look brother. I am Sardar Patel the iron man of India, the
first deputy PM. That old man is Gandhi, Bapu, and Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi.
The guy in Sherwani is Nehru.

 

Manger. Yeah. I know got it. 
 They were the great men. But  died   long ago. How are you here?

 

Gandhi. That you will not understand even if we tell you and
I told this earlier too.

 

Manger. Is it a secret? Let it be. Any how I am happy to see
you guys.

 

( He tries to shake hand with Gandhi. Gandhi also extends
his hand and the hands do not meet. Managers hand just waves in air. He looks
lost)

 

Manager. Strange, I can not feel your hand. Where it has gone?
Why don’t you shake hand with me? (Appears to be worried and wants to avoid
them)

 

Gandhi. I did ( they do again and manager fails to  hold Gandhi’s hand)e

 

Manger. Please be seated here. I shall see whether some
tables are vacant. Otherwise you have to wait. (He goes in)

 

Gandhi. Haa…haa. That guy got the lesson for the life.  I saw fear in his eyes.

 

( The trio are seated in Sofas  and 
all are looking at them queerly. Some guys go to them smiling. They are  youngsters Naresh, Venkat  and Sameer)

 

Venkat. Hello. Hoi,

 

Nehru. Namaste.

 

Gandhi. Good evening to all.

 

Patel. Ram.. ram

 

Sameer. Yeah guys. Is there any special show here to day and
fancy dress competition? You guys are dressed exactly like Gandhi, Nehru and
Patel.

 

Patel ( Getting worked up) Better  leave us to our self. There is no such show.

 

Sameer. Sir. You are 
joking with us.

 

Gandhi. No jokes son. We 
are actually they. They are actually we.

 

Naresh. ( shrieks ) Eee…eee… aaaa. What is this language (
He falls down)?

 

( All the  guys  gather around him and sprinkle water. After
some time he opens his eyes and shivering looks at Gandhi)

 

Naresh. Where am I? What is my name? From where I have come?

 

( Venkat and Sameer embrace 
Naresh  and start crying)

 

Venkat.  Eee…eeee.
What  happened to this guy suddenly?.

 

Sameer. We wanted to 
enjoy here. We never knew such thing will happen

 

( In the mean time the manager arrives and enquires)

 

Manger. What happened?

 

Sameer. I do not know how it happened.  We asked these guys (Looking at Gandhi) whether
there was any fancy dress show here. They said they are real guys. He said we
are they and they are we and after hearing them Naresh shrieked loudly and fell
down

 

Nehru. Look boys. 
Does this guy suffer from any convulsions?

 

Sameer.  Nothing like
that. He is a very healthy guy and university boxer too.

 

Manger. What could have happened?

 

Venkat. Please do some thing. Call for ambulance. I shall
inform his dad.

 

( Manger rings up for 108 ambulance  and it arrives soon with a siren. The
ambulance takes away Naresh  to a private
hospital)

 

( Manger goes to Gandhi  nad tell shim that the table is vacant and
they can go into hall X)

 

Gandhi. Thanks  dear

 

(The trio   goes to
hall and occupy the table. After a while the steward goes to Gandhi and  asks for the order)

 

Gandhi. Look  dear .
Mujhe  do glass doodh lao  wo bhi bakri ka ( Get me two glasses of goats
milk) Patel and Jawahar  Tell him what
you guys want.

 

Patel . Plesae get us 
Chapaathi and sagg and some 
onions

 

Steward. Sir I ca get some chapathis  and vegetabes 
. But from where  can I get goats
milk .

Gandhi. I like that only. But if you do not have it can you
get fresh Buffalo
milk just boiled

 

Steward.  Sir. It is
impossible to get now. We get milk from dairy.. any how I shall inform manager
( He goes inside)

 

( after some time the manger arrives and sees the strange
order. He gets worked up)

 

Manager. Sir. Is it good for you to trouble us like this?
How can any one get goats milk at five star hotel? Chapattis and  sabji is ok. We manage some how,. How can we
get fresh buffalos milk?  Sir you are
testing our patience.

 

Patel. It is our bad luck that we landed here. You know bapu
loves Goats’ milk. Whole world knows it

 

Manger. But he is not Bapu. He is just dressed like him

 

Patel. You are mistaken. He is Bapu. Our Bapu. Your Bapu every
ones Bapu.

 

Manger. Eee..eee… I am done ( Pulls  his hair 
and shrieks loudly) ( He falls down fainted)

 

Gandhi. What happened to him?  These guys are not mentally strong.

 

(There  is  lot of commotion around with falling down of
manager some one informs General manager  
and he  arrives soon accompanied
by a doctor and assistants)

 

GM. What happened? Why he fainted?

 

Gandhi. The guy I think has high   BP.

 

GM. Who are you guys and you look strange.

 

Patel. I am Patel Sardar Patel. He is Jawaharlal Nehru the
first PM of India
and this is Mahatma Gandhi. The father of India.

 

GM. Oh no. .. no.. save me. Eee..ee. eee  ( shrieks loudly and faints )

 

(Entire hotel staff gather around him and there is
great  commotion. Suddenly lights go off.
Generator fails to light up. Darkness is every where. Some guys are shouting
for candles. Some one finds a candle. But there   is no
match box available any where.)

 

Gandhi. Patel. Better we skip away. Things are turning bad.
These guys finally may turn against us. Let us go.

 

Nehru. True Bapu. I am scared

 

Patel. Let us go

 

( The trio gets up and walk away from hall and vanish  quickly in darkness)

 

 

                                        CURTAIN FALLS

 

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