Dharma,the Village President of Meyyoor

Dharma, the village president of Meyyoor,was a sturdy figure,with a big musch,clad in spotless white,always neatly ironed.Yesterday he was very busy in a panchayat convened under the banyan tree nearby mariamman temple.His dictates were meekly obeyed, his frowns were feared,his looks were given due respects . Above all his decisions were just,precise, harmless,always beneficial to both the parties who complaint.He swayed such an authority and his words have become law of the village.Yesterday the bone of contention between two parties was all about a tamarind tree, which stands in the middle of two houses of the complainants.His verdict was so simple.The tamarind tree being at the centre of both houses, it belonged to both of them and in reaping the fruits of the tree, they have to share it equally.Both parties accepted the verdict without any hue and cry.

Dharma returned by 0700 pm in the evening.But his wife does not know anything about Dharma as a president nor she is willing to know anything about him.After all she was the only daughter of a neighbouring village land lord and came up to her marital home with 100 sovereigns in those days itself whose value nowadays would be simply invaluable.But she has them all and of course invariably she wears them always.Her wealthy background made her incorrigibly admant on many issues.You see what happened yester day.Dharma's sister had come, seeking some monetary help from her brother.When Dharma returned from the panchayat, he saw his sister sitting in the verandah of the house.He saw his wife was busy at someother thing.

Though invited by Dharma to come inside the house,for fear of brewing up a quarrel with his wife,she preferred to remain at the verandah.She narrated her demands to him in a low voice.Dharma went inside the house and asked his wife to help his sister.After all she is in charge of home including the finance.But his wife was relentless and unwilling to spare even a penny.Dharma became sad and he could not do anything.Realising his dilemma his sister silently left for her home even without following the courtesy of informing her won brother.

Somebody is calling Dharma.Clad in spotless white and uncared for anything what happened yesterday, he quietly went away in pursuit of his panchayat works.

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