God's Own Utility

God’s own utility. August 13 It was 11.30pm. Philips TV in On. It is pitch dark outside. Tamperfinder is penning few words, referring books here and there. The nation is going to celebrate its 62nd independence day within two days, but Tamperfinder has lost all freedom and moving restlessly. He cursed all, even the adored scientists who invented electricity. He is burning midnight oil to present a case, of power theft, detected few years back. He is referring few technical and law books. Nothing emerged to his mind……. Nothing is remaining there………….. He earnestly hoped that, had he been provided with some more brain, he could have remembered all these figures and presented effectively before any forum. That’s why he decided to buy some more brain to store additional data for next day’s case. He soon moved to the city market where everything except the original mother is available for sale. Found few street vendors trading brains of various types. “How much does it cost for engineer’s brain?” The brainless tamperfinder asked. “It’s Rs100/gram”.,the shopkeeper replied without raising his head, as he knew, now a days no body turn up for purchasing this item as it’s available plenty in God’s own country. “Ok, How much you charge for a lawyer’s brain?” for that only tamperfinder made this journey. “It’s is Rs 1000/gram”. “Why it’s so much? Any reduction?” “Do you know how many lawyers we had to kill to get a gram of brain?” ??? August 14 Tamperfinder reached the lawyer’s office sufficiently early to discuss the case. “No parking near roadside” go……… goggo……… go……A police constable shouted against tamper finder’s driver, muttering something else, that might have escaped from the hands of Sir Herman Gundert,while he compiled the Dictionary. The office remained closed till 10.30AM. And finally the lawyer arrived. A beautiful, stylish elegant lady of mid thirties. He forgot all the hardship for waiting. (Hardship never goes uncredited !!!) She preferred to discuss another case first, of a woman client, who came from a village far away. Ok…Ladies first? Tamperfinder waited patiently beside them, hearing their discussion. Her client is preparing for her 4th marriage, as understood from their discussion. “What happened to your previous husbands? “Asked the lawyer lady. “Madam, my first husband ate poisonous cutlet and died. Oh… How tragic !! the lady lawyer felt very sad. There are times when one cannot suppress feelings and emotions, especially the women. “What happened to your second husband?” the innocent lady continued the enquiry. “He ate poisonous cutlet, too and died” “Oh… how terrible and tragic”……..”I’m almost afraid to ask you about your 3rd husband………..” “He died of a broken neck” she said innocently. “Broken neck…?” “Yes, he wouldn’t ate the cutlet” ******************************************************************************** “GLEGLEGLE……” The tongue tied tamperfinder mumbled, not because cutlet is his favorite dish, but the further enquiry of the lawyer to ascertain what actually happened. Moral Street vendors and village woman always speak truth. .