Pracharya Mahoday, Contemporaries and Children,

This is my first maidan speech, if small, small mistakes go inside my speech I ask pardon. Stickly speaking I wanted to joint your school more fastily, but very important reasons objected me.

Firstly when my son and I was making exist from my house the wireman gave a telegram massage for me. I got real sock when I read that my feverish and weekly mother become very dangerous. I rushed her village for one last sight of her before she expired. By the time I reached she had finished and her eyes were locked. In spite of doctor’s injunctions and administration of best medicine my mother fell from the frying pan into the pyre.

What can we do, you tell. Man (woman also) prepossesses bu the God dispossesses. Doctor said me that before she passed out the pulls of hand was faster and her breadth also become longer. I asked doctor if my mother was in her senses when she died. Doctor said she had sense till 9 clock a.m. in the night but was non-sense by 10 clock.

Man including woman is mortal. I am including women because today is women’s liberation movement. Man and woman are same today.

Anyway with water in our eyes we have mother all the last rights and then carried her to the firing ground.  We fired her with sandalwood, incense and ghee. After mother was reduced to asses in the fire we collected some of the asses for downing them in the Ganga river because it is the habit among the Hindus.

Before we left my friend Joseph wrote R.I.P on the ground. I asked him why he wrote these words. He said me that for Christian it means “Return If Possible”. What foolishness I said.

When my mother does not know even to ready ‘angrezi’ how she will read those words and return even if it is possible? You tell, my childrens, is it not reely very foolis? Any way the funeral celebration became grand sucess.

The other reasons I will tell in my next post.

(courtsey - “un-known”)