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that I am deviated from my research in History and Archaeology, but as a common man I only accept your analysis” Said Prof. R K.

“It’s okay Mr. R K, but please go through the book presented by Mr. Gandhi; and later I am sure that you may forget your research and start propagating the concepts of life, after death, rebirth and about the existence of soul. Good luck and goodbye Prof. R K” Dr. Sirajuddin concluded.

“I thank you Mr. Sirajuddin for sparing me your valuable time” Prof. R K said and opened the novel.

It was a love story between two nations, three religions in one world Prof. R K was surprised to see that Mr. Jinnah, a Pakistan National was the man who penned the love story between an Indian boy and a Pakistani girl; followed by the post Independent incidents that occurred in both the countries, India and Pakistan.

It was nothing but the story of ‘After death, an ultimate truth’ in English.

“Excuse me Mr. Sirajuddin, I can’t believe this. How a citizen of Pakistan could write the most fascinating love story of an Indian, whom he didn’t see at all; nor at least step into the Indian soil to know about him?

It struck to his mind, but he couldn’t answer it, further he was put to severe stress and in a state of confusion, as he couldn’t find Mr. Sirajuddin there.

He looked all around, but to his dismay he couldn’t find Dr. Sirajuddin at visible distance or anywhere since then.

Prof. R K finally understood that it was with the holy spirit of Dr. Jinnah he spent quite a sensible and precious time for sharing the philosophy of life,i.e.the mysterious knowledge about life, after death, soul and rebirth.

He then recollected the comments of Dr. Sirajuddin: “As an Archaeologist you shouldn’t have boarders and barriers. Religion is not the off spring of the heaven; but it is groomed in the human minds only; and subsequently there existed a great divide in the form of boarders and barriers and they had been grown up like mushrooms in the world”

Now as an archaeologist and a historian, Prof. R K could reconstruct the post Independence incidents that occurred in both in India and in Pakistan. Many families suffered and became victims in the hands of both only after partition in the name of religion only.

Prof. R K understood that Dr. Jinnah’s episode was not only a live or an illusion or restricted to only incidents, but it was his Holy Spirit that revealed a true love story of an Indian boy and a Pakistan girl of two different countries of post Independence.

 

Chapter- 25

 

“Ladies and gentlemen for sharing bed and butter, the wife and husband, don’t care for the caste, creed or cultures.

And from times immemorial, there have been no marked objections between men and women in the world to cohabitate, irrespective of which continent, country, kingdom, race, and dynasty they belong, and the language they speak, to which cultures and traditions they belong?

In fact, there took place great battles and wars between kings and countries not only for territories and royal treasures but also for queens.

But now for living as good neighbours, Most of the people in the world are still narrow minded; and they have been creating boarders and barriers between the human beings, forgetting the concepts of universal fraternity, one world state and one World Nation but for in the name of religion clubbing into politics.

And the most painful thing to note in this civilised world is that no animal kills its own species; but on the contrary here are some humans, who only kill their fellow beings for their selfish ends.

The one and the only cause for the world to be divided into a number of geographical territories and consequent bloodshed are not only racial but also people’s blind faith in religion.

Though the apparent cause is religion the affected are the innocent people.

Is there no any solitary example to show that there is any relic or shrine or structure, or Sanctum Santorum which really helped the human beings in times of dare necessity?

If it is so, why there are heaps and mounds of skeletons found in the strata’s of earth, as a result of unnatural deaths due to natural disasters, calamities like earthquakes, floods, inundations, tsunami, and epidemics, and found in front of the great structures and so also in the Sanctum Santorum’s, than to speak against the invisible Almighty either paying deaf year or to raise huge and cry.

There are teeming millions of the grief stricken and needy people in the world, but still they have hope in their future.

But what great are the religions, or holy books, and structures of existing cults which couldn’t come to the rescue of the innocent people and the countries in the world in case of dire consequences?

And then what great is there to speak about any faith in the universe?

In reality it remains only a myth, and practically there has been no relief for any human being either from any religion or by any divine, except thy good neighbours.

Now can anybody answer these questions? Is there any religion which guarantees food, clothing and shelter to all mankind in the world?

Is there any noble hand which can save mankind from the nature’s wrath and universal catastrophes such as tsunami, earthquakes, tornados, floods, and inundations in the world? Is there any religion that can bear and cure the pain and sufferings of the mankind in the world? Or is there any God sent man who can wipe off the tears of human beings?

Is there any faith which can satisfy the mankind from the lust for power, wealth and thrust for pleasures in the world?

Is there any cult which creates forever happy mankind in the world?

Is there any faith which can create immortals in the world?

Or is there any religion which can turn the dead alive in the world?

Is there any faith which advocates religious bigotry in the world?

If not is there any faith which can bring all religions together under one roof in the world?

And now one can read the love story of Mr. M. K. Gandhi, which of course the entire world knows. But still there is something new to know about Gandhi and his philosophy of life.

If an Indian prays late Mr. M.K. Gandhi is not a novel. And a South African admires him is quite expected. If the British praises him and unveiled his 9ft bronze statue in London’s Parliament Square, means it is something great that the world must know.

A traditional Pakistani Muslim, who doesn’t know about Hinduism, but only learnt and finally accomplished his long cherished goal of scribing the Biography of ‘The Father of Indian Nation’, Mahatma Gandhi is something the world has yet to understand.

And from the blood of the peace lover, the biography of Mahatma is reborn. In fact for such noble souls there is no death; because they live forever not only in books in libraries and as statues in museums; but also in the hearts of the human beings, who are the most benevolent”

So far whatever queries and answers the air passengers heard, they all are identified as truly the voice of Dr. Jinnah. And again the voice of Dr. Jinnah continued.

“Well ladies and gentlemen it is me, and I am Mr. Jinnah and it is my philosophy of life. It was quite unfortunate that my father lit fire to my dead body, because of the borders and barriers created by the human beings. For which my grandson has been reaping the consequences and since about thirty years doing unpaid service to the dead at the burial ground, he even forgotten his personal identity but was only called under the nick name as Mr. Corpse (The dead body); and to free him from his karma I am born to him and his begum Amrin; and I have performed my duty to relive him from his agony.

I hope you understand that I am reborn to my grandson and granddaughter in law, Mr. & Mrs. Rahman alias Ram Mohan alias Mr. Corpse, an Indian and Mrs. Amrin, a Pakistani; but both are human beings and are humane. And now my son Mr. Rammohan would light fire to my corpse.

I thank you the Noble world and goodbye my children” Dr. Jinnah concluded and then his metallic voice mixed with the pleasant atmosphere and henceforth there was absolute serenity.

“Indeed it is really a great book written by Dr. Jinnah, a common man, but a nobleman” Prof. Ramakrishna praised him.

 

Chapter: 26

 

“How are you Mr. Ramakrishna? Are you feeling comfort now?” One of the Surgeons in the post operation session asked Prof. R K, while the latter was slowly regaining conscious.

Prof. R K looked all around and he understood that it was ICU and he was attended by specialists. He suffered a severe heart attack, while reading a novel while in the air journey.

“Is it open heart surgery doctor?” He asked him in a very feeble voice.

“No, it is just a simple operation and it is quite successful, nothing to worry Mr. R K, please take rest” The surgeon told him a lie to save him from critical condition.

In fact it is the primary duty of every expert while treating his patient to strengthen him mentally and also to cajole him.

Now Prof. R K, who was in ICU, could visualize what all he experienced was narrated in the novel; and while reading it only he dreamt off but not in reality; except travelling in international flight; the announcement of high jack of the flight by the militancy; and subsequently himself suffering from heart attack that followed by an operation, which was known to him only through the cardiologist.

“Doctor what has happened to the high jacked flight?” Prof. R K asked him anxiously.

“You shouldn’t think unnecessary things Mr. R K; and as a doctor I advise you to take complete rest” The doctor said politely.

“I am alright doctor, please tell me what exactly has happened” He was firm and wanted to know it under any cost.

“The high jacking episode is a happy ending, as you only saved the situation Mr. R K” The doctor revealed the mystery.

“What!” Prof. R. K asked him in little emotion coupled with curiosity.

“Yes Mr. R K it is because of your health condition only, the plane is forced to land in Indhira Gandhi International Airport, New Delhi and you are admitted in our hospital. Now you are given a small dose of sedative and please sleep comfortably” The surgeon replied him.

“But I fear if I go to sleep, I may again dream and this times something more serious, please let me awake doctor”

“What dream?” As the surgeon did not know about his dreaming episode, he was confused.

“Please tell me doctor what happened to the Air passengers and high jacks?”

“Oh! Even at this stage also you are not leaving it. It seems you are quite sensitive and so curious to know about them just like cops. Okay, if my information helps in getting you speedy recovery certainly I let you know Mr. R K. You need not worry about that incident at all; and all air passengers are safe and the high jacks surrendered themselves because to save you from heart attack Mr. R K” The surgeon said in brief.

“But it is just unbelievable doctor; and I doubt how could the hard core militants and the most dreadful jihadists simply surrendered to save me?”

“It was all designed by the air passengers”

“What?”

“Yes Mr. R K, all the passengers on board requested, rather threatened the high jack’s that they would force open all the exit doors and threw the militants, if the latter don’t respond to their request. As there was no alternative for them, the high jacks were forced to oblige their request” The surgeon told him what all he knew through the media.

“If I say thanks to you means a very small word; but I must say that I