It was getting dark and cloudy with a nip in the air. I could see no
one around in the park and did not wish to sit there anymore. As I got up from
the bench, I saw a dark figure hurrying towards me. I could only see the
silhouette signalling frantically with its hand to wait for him. I was a little
jittery and wished to move away quickly. But, the figure was faster than me and
was by my side asking me to sit down for a few minutes.
It was a tall and big man draped in a black blanket with a scary look.
The eyes were big and sharp and the white teeth were pronounced. He looked
strange though he smiled at me.” Do not be afraid. No harm will come to you. I
need a little help from you as you seem to belong to this place” he said.
I mustered courage to ask “Who are you? You don’t look like a human
with your unusually large frame. Tell me first before I decide to help you or
not”
“Ok, let me not beat around the bush. Hold your breath! I am a Yama
Duta (messenger of God of death) looking for one guy in this small town” he
said
“Where does my help come?” I asked
“It is like this. Such a thing has never happened in the annals of
Yamaloka. Our boss Chitragupta maintains a record known for its infallibility
and accuracy. Strangely and inexplicably, something unheard of, a few pages of
the record are found missing. There cannot be vested interests tampering with
records as in your world. We are moving heaven and earth to locate and
reconstruct. Our master Yamaraj is furious and worried about his reputation.
By chance, we came to know that one Banturi Venkata Raghavalu from this
town is due to die today. I have no clue about him except for his name and
town. I must take his life today if I value my job. You must tell me where that
guy lives here. Luckily his name is uncommonly long and can be easily found
out” narrated the worried Yama Duta.
I assured him “Do not worry. I was born and have lived all my life here
and know almost all the people here being in the postal department. Give me
five minutes to think undisturbed. Ply me with no questions”
“Take even 30 minutes. You are my saviour. But remember I have no clue
except his name and town. Make sure you do not make a mistake.”
An evil idea took over my mind. I have been under great financial
strain. My landlord who lives a few houses adjacent to mine has been pressing
for the rental that I owe for several months. Three days back he made a scene
outside my house with neighbours watching and threatened he would throw out my
belongings outside if I failed to pay within a fortnight.
My wife had also been complaining that he frequented the house when I
was not there casting his lecherous eyes on her and even obliquely suggesting a
few times that the problem of arrear rental can be sorted out amicably.
This was a godsend opportunity to solve my problem. I wasted no time.
Pretending that I suddenly remembered the victim’s name, I uttered rather
loudly “Eureka, I know where your quarry lives. I remember his name very well.
Do not worry as your problem is solved.”
The Yama Duta jumped in joy and exclaimed “Where is he? Tell me here
and now. I will carry out my assignment and be gone to my place in
satisfaction.”
“The man lives close to my house. He is a short and fat fellow. He is
middle-aged and answers to the name Banturi Venkata Raghavalu. He is married…”
Even as I was continuing to describe, the fearsome man cut me short
saying,” I don’t need all these details. I will rely on your word. Just show me
his house. Is there any other man in the house to confuse me?”
I said none even as I pointed out my landlord’s house. He thanked me
and disappeared in thin air.
The next morning my wife came running hurriedly as I was lazily rolling
on my bed and said “I cannot believe it. It seems our landlord died of a sudden
heart attack around 7 P.M. yesterday. The poor lady is wailing in great grief
at this tragedy. Get ready. We will go there.”
When I left early for work the next day, my wife asked me why I was
leaving earlier than my usual time., I replied with a poker face “I am going to
the Newspaper office to insert an advertisement changing my name to Srinivasulu
from Banturi Venkata Raghavalu."