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Collection: Part 10 · VIDEHA MITHILA MAITHILI DISCUSSION CRITICISM SERIES PART 10
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0:00–0:12विचार-विमर्शक रेकॉर्डिंग आप देखाज़।
0:12–0:14विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
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0:24–0:26विचार-विमर्शक रेक।
0:40–0:48that is why. You will be held in Tihar jail in Delhi. There is a Tamil Nadu police unit there.
0:48–0:55It was called in after Charles Chowbhraaj escaped from prison on the theory that because they did
0:55–1:01not understand the local language, they would be unable to strike deals with any prisoner.
1:01–1:07But within two months, every one of them had learnt the local language. Still,
1:07–1:14you will be able to talk to them. The language of the stomach is understood before any other.
1:15–1:20In Tihar, Newtliffe may be able to exchange a few words with them.
1:21–1:24He may even find a way to engage a lawyer for himself.
1:26–1:28He is asking whether you gave it to him.
1:31–1:36My lord, this Newtliffe is the real criminal. His story is a lie.
1:36–1:41playing cricket in broad daylight on the seashore is proof of his idleness.
1:41–1:46Muteleff says he was unemployed and that is why he played cricket during the day.
1:46–1:50Then his story goes on. Hababala meets him and asks him,
1:50–1:55are you unemployed? He gives him a job, carrying a pressure cooker in a bag,
1:55–2:00packed with spices. This man transported narcotic powder hidden between the pressure
2:00–2:06Cooker's double walls. Flying back and forth and earning 10,000 rupees for every trip without
2:06–2:12lifting a finger. And now he claims that he knew nothing, that he had no idea what he was carrying
2:12–2:17inside that pressure cooker. The ignorance bred by poverty is also part of the crime, my lord.
2:18–2:21And then, of course, the principal criminal is Habibullah.
2:25–2:30Counsel, Mütelif has not engaged any lawyer. He is not the principal offender.
2:30–2:37lawyer. Find a Tamil lawyer and ask them to secure his bail at the next bail hearing.
2:37–2:45If justice cannot understand a language, it ceases to be justice and becomes mere procedure.
2:45–2:50I am Tamil myself. I have handled many cases like this, especially for Tamil people who
2:50–2:55become trapped in Delhi because of a language crisis. I am the public prosecutor, so I
2:55–3:01cannot argue on his behalf. But my assistant lawyer is always hanging around my office.
3:01–3:06He will certainly help him.
3:06–3:10What have you got yourself entangled in?
3:10–3:12Mutelef is not a criminal at all.
3:12–3:16A narcotics mafia used him and trapped him.
3:16–3:18Habibullah.
3:18–3:23Acting on a tip, we raided his house in Chennai, but found nothing.
3:23–3:27The drugs were recovered from Mutelef, yes.
3:27–3:30But he is only a chess piece, a foot soldier.
3:30–3:32A pawn.
3:32–3:35Here is the hand that moves the piece.
3:35–3:40A lame man from my village, Lulha, walks to Baba Dam every year.
3:40–3:45Pya Bachcha, from the same village, flies there every year.
3:45–3:49Both have been making that pilgrimage continuously for twenty years.
3:49–3:55For twenty years Lulha has been grazing buffaloes, while, during those same twenty years,
3:55–4:00one building after another has risen on Pya Bachcha's homestead.
4:00–4:03And how does one receive the true blessing?
4:03–4:07The true blessing comes only from going on foot.
4:07–4:12That is why, for 20 years, Loha has been grazing buffaloes.
4:12–4:16I went to Baba Dam myself last year.
4:16–4:19Brother Priful is the leader of our village bull bam group.
4:19–4:22He walks every year.
4:22–4:25His father was the leader before him.
4:25–4:27Brother Bola is a Dak Bam pilgrim.
4:27–4:32In three days he brings water from sultanpur and offers it to lord shiva.
4:32–4:36Brother Priful takes everyone with him and finds anyone who breaks the rules.
4:36–4:42Piyar Bacha has grown so fat, how could he possibly walk all that way?
4:42–4:45Though brother Priful is hardly thin himself.
4:45–4:49But tell me, does a person walk by his own strength?
4:49–4:52Baba makes him walk.
4:52–4:55You have a remarkable way of killing the point.
4:55–5:00You yourself say that, in these 20 years, building after building has risen on P.R.
5:00–5:05Baccha's land, while Lulha has spent 20 years grazing buffaloes, yet you also say that the
5:05–5:09true blessing comes from going on foot.
5:09–5:14If P.R. Baccha has never walked to Baba Dam, why has he built building after building?
5:14–5:20And if Lulha walks there every year, why has he remained a buffalo herder?
5:20–5:24I am telling you what I have seen with my own eyes.
5:24–5:30can build a house, sir. Lord Bola Barba favours Lulha.
5:30–5:33How?
5:33–5:39Lulha fell behind on the road. Brother Pruful was worried it would bring disgrace. He searched
5:39–5:45every Dharamshala. How could Lulha have reached the lodging before them? He had been
5:45–5:52trailing behind. How would they face the village when they returned? But at dawn they
5:52–5:58found Lulha snoring in a room of the Durham Shaler. When he woke, Lulha told them, there
5:58–6:03was forest all around me, and I was crying helplessly. Then an old bearded man came and
6:03–6:11quieted me. He questioned me and placed his hand on my head. I must have fallen asleep.
6:11–6:15When I opened my eyes, I found myself lying in the Durham Shaler among the people of
6:15–6:17my village.
6:17–6:22I have been assigned to wander from forest to forest in search of precisely these people
6:22–6:24who travel on foot.
6:24–6:31Speak gently, win over the people who walk, mutilif, lulha, with your sweet words.
6:31–6:34Make them understand that the government is not the country.
6:34–6:38They are the country, the foot soldier, the chess pawn.
6:38–6:41The country is not the king and queen.
6:41–6:44Habibullah is not the country.
6:44–6:46Mutilif is the country.
6:46–6:48India is the country.
6:48–6:54If I can make them understand that, a chess piece can become a human being again.
6:54–6:56Where are you from?
6:56–6:58Not Delhi, surely.
6:58–7:00No.
7:00–7:04I come from the borderlands of India.
7:04–7:10The border with China, Tibet, Pakistan, Bangladesh, or Myanmar?
7:10–7:11No.
7:11–7:16The border with Nepal, the land of Sita.
7:16–7:19A land of mythical tales and lies.
7:19–7:21No.
7:21–7:24It may not be mythical, it may be historical.
7:24–7:29Some stories may have been distorted, but the history is ancient.
7:29–7:34Perhaps those whose own history is not so old find that difficult to digest.
7:34–7:37Debate, debate.
7:37–7:41They have received weapons training, and so have you, revolvers, pistols, even stem
7:41–7:43guns.
7:43–7:49You have also been trained in argument, so use that training not only on me, but on them.
7:49–7:52A terrorist leader has been captured.
7:52–7:57Without drug money, terrorist operations cannot continue.
7:57–8:00But Habibullah always slips away.
8:00–8:04Arresting Moudalif will never lead us to the drug money.
8:04–8:08Nothing was found at Habibullah's house.
8:08–8:14We must have people inside our ranks, just as we have people inside his.
8:14–8:16Find out.
8:16–8:19Question the captured terrorist leader.
8:19–8:31Time is slipping away, slipping away.
8:31–8:34How do you obtain information about our operations?
8:34–8:37Who are the people working with Habibullah?
8:37–8:40How does the drug money move, and to whom?
8:40–8:46If Habibullah is Mutilif's commander, then who is Habibullah's commander?
8:46–8:50The information comes from your own office.
8:50–8:56Not under any right to information law, your operational information simply reaches us.
8:56–9:00You have people among us, and we have people among you.
9:00–9:07The only difference is that your people hide in files, while ours hide in a jungle.
9:07–9:09That much is obvious.
9:09–9:12But who is he?
9:12–9:14Yet you do not carry a weapon.
9:14–9:21While Dengue of Mazarum carried one, while Paresh Perua of Assam never carries one, your
9:21–9:24country reached agreement with both.
9:24–9:28How is an unarmed man less dangerous than an armed one?
9:28–9:31You are more dangerous to us.
9:31–9:33Listen.
9:33–9:38A student from Mazarum was studying engineering in Muzzafarpur.
9:38–9:41He told me that Laldenga was a great leader.
9:41–9:44At the time, Laldenga was underground.
9:44–9:47The country considered him a terrorist.
9:47–9:51But he came forward and reached an agreement with the government.
9:51–9:54He surrendered all his weapons.
9:54–9:59Both sides honored the agreement in good faith, and today Mizoram is the only such settlement
9:59–10:02in the northeast that has succeeded completely.
10:02–10:06Before his death, Laldenga left his state on the path of peace.
10:06–10:11That engineering student was right, Laldenga was a great leader.
10:11–10:15A great leader does not abandon his people in midstream.
10:15–10:20Like the captain of a sinking ship, he stays aboard until the final moment.
10:20–10:25When everyone else has left the ship, he sinks with its mast, he does not flee.
10:25–10:30If Leldenga made an agreement, it was in keeping with the feelings of the people who considered
10:30–10:31him great.
10:31–10:36Had he not made peace before his death, perhaps that engineering student could not
10:36–10:38have remained so proud of him.
10:38–10:43Even now, whenever he meets me, he says, you see?
10:43–10:47Did I not tell you, Laldanga is a great leader?
10:47–10:51I have no desire to become a great leader.
10:51–10:57Suppose we surrender all our weapons, and then the government betrays us?
10:57–11:01If Laldanga had thought that way, could peace ever have been possible?
11:01–11:04And what is the government?
11:04–11:06Is it what you see on television?
11:06–11:08No.
11:08–11:12Many of those people do not even understand who is doing what for the country.
11:12–11:17Every department is full of patriots, even if they are only 10%, and this country rests
11:17–11:19upon them.
11:19–11:23The ministers you see on television, what do they understand?
11:23–11:28You may change, those ministers may change, but the country will not change, and the
11:28–11:30government will not change.
11:30–11:33It will honor the agreement.
11:33–11:37But first you must accept that bullets do not write the future.
11:37–11:42You think exactly as we do, but you are on the wrong side.
11:42–11:44No.
11:44–11:47You are on the wrong side.
11:47–11:49You have taken up arms.
11:49–11:53You sell drugs and make others sell them to buy weapons.
11:53–11:57How many children's futures have you destroyed?
11:57–12:00What future are you talking about?
12:00–12:04Open a factory, and he will become its gatekeeper.
12:04–12:08the road and he will get a job sweeping it.
12:08–12:14Your people hunt for unemployed young men on the seashore in the jungle in the desert.
12:14–12:20Whoever has no work, no employment, you deceive and pull into the drug trade.
12:20–12:24Mutilif will come out of prison after 20 years.
12:24–12:26That is the employment you gave him.
12:26–12:31Into the empty bowl of unemployment, you pour gunpowder.
12:31–12:34You are Makanda, all of you.
12:34–12:39How long will your government keep him in prison?
12:39–12:43What do you mean?
12:43–12:45So you lose your temper too?
12:45–12:49In your system, the weak are never heard.
12:49–12:52And yet you stake your life for that system.
12:52–12:54What has your system given you?
12:54–12:59In your system, the people who work for us are never moved out of the city, while
12:59–13:02you have been posted to the jungle.
13:02–13:04You have suffered an injustice.
13:04–13:09And if you cannot stop the injustice done to you, how will you ever deliver justice
13:09–13:11to us?
13:11–13:15Even your compassion testifies against you.
13:15–13:18That is a delusion in your own mind.
13:18–13:20No injustice has been done to me.
13:20–13:23I was chosen for this work.
13:23–13:29If my posting is in the jungle, then the jungle too is part of the country.
13:29–13:31Your system is exploiting you.
13:31–13:33Come over to us.
13:33–13:38Keep your job there, but while you remain there, work with us.
13:38–13:39Think about it.
13:39–13:42Take your time.
13:42–13:44Have you lost your mind?
13:44–13:47Every day for a month I have been trying to reason with you, and all the while you have
13:47–13:49been playing a different game.
13:49–13:52Is this a joke to you?
13:52–13:57For a month you have been trying to persuade me, and for a month I too have been trying
13:57–13:59to persuade you.
13:59–14:04Mulelef has been released, and for that I thank you.
14:04–14:07Why are you thanking me?
14:07–14:09We know everything.
14:09–14:15As a reward for what you did, you will be given a high position in the organization.
14:15–14:20A few people in my department may work for you out of fear.
14:20–14:23That has made you overconfident.
14:23–14:26They can be bought with fear or money.
14:26–14:31Even then, I cannot trust them to carry out the work they are given.
14:31–14:33But your heart is with us.
14:33–14:36Your compassion for Mulef proves it.
14:36–14:43Therefore, the decision has been taken to bring you into the core group of our organization.
14:43–14:48Compassion officer is a weapon more dangerous than power.
14:48–14:52The decision has been taken.
14:52–14:55The deceit I shan, has been taken.
14:55–14:58I have been speaking to a deranged man, then.
14:59–15:06You two are Mokanda, a government Mokanda, but one with principles, like us, one who has to become Mokanda.
15:07–15:13The only difference is that you wear a uniform and we live in the jumble, and that is why the decision has been taken.
15:25–15:27The court has granted Mutilif bail.
15:27–15:34Mutilif says that terrorism cannot survive without the drug trade, all the money it needs comes from that trade.
15:34–15:45He says that after leaving prison he wanted to become someone like you, but the police station, the journalists, unemployment in his village and the stain attached to his name would not allow it.
15:45–15:49Mutlif says the system must be repaired, otherwise.
15:49–15:55Then are you the principal player? I thought you had been framed.
15:55–16:02What difference does it make? What is the difference between a player who was trapped and the principal player?
16:02–16:09Look closely, in organizations like this, 80% of the people have been trapped.
16:09–16:15But they have been trapped so deeply that they become more dangerous than the principal players.
16:15–16:23Once society refuses to believe that a person is innocent, it takes very little time to turn him into a criminal.
16:23–16:26Now you must do whatever Mutolif tells you.
16:26–16:45My first journey has proved futile.
16:45–17:00Mutalif defeated you. By sparing your life, he defeated you. The defeat of an unarmed soldier, this is a method they are learning. But only by recognizing defeat does the next journey begin.
17:00–17:09I am beginning to remember something. Mutalif was speaking to the interpreter, and the interpreter was speaking to me.
17:09–17:18It seemed as though Mütlif was saying that this journey had not been wasted, since I write stories, perhaps this journey had given me the plot of a story.
17:18–17:23It was as though Mütlif was saying that he would be the protagonist of that story.
17:23–17:27But becoming the protagonist and surviving are two different things.
17:27–17:34If I write the story, I will also write that sometimes a packet of food gives testimony greater than a court can.

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विचार-विमर्शक रेकॉर्डिंग आप देखाज़। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। विचार-विमर्शक रेक। that is why. You will be held in Tihar jail in Delhi. There is a Tamil Nadu police unit there. It was called in after Charles Chowbhraaj escaped from prison on the theory that because they did not understand the local language, they would be unable to strike deals with any prisoner. But within two months, every one of them had learnt the local language. Still, you will be able to talk to them. The language of the stomach is understood before any other. In Tihar, Newtliffe may be able to exchange a few words with them. He may even find a way to engage a lawyer for himself. He is asking whether you gave it to him. My lord, this Newtliffe is the real criminal. His story is a lie. playing cricket in broad daylight on the seashore is proof of his idleness. Muteleff says he was unemployed and that is why he played cricket during the day. Then his story goes on. Hababala meets him and asks him, are you unemployed? He gives him a job, carrying a pressure cooker in a bag, packed with spices. This man transported narcotic powder hidden between the pressure Cooker's double walls. Flying back and forth and earning 10,000 rupees for every trip without lifting a finger. And now he claims that he knew nothing, that he had no idea what he was carrying inside that pressure cooker. The ignorance bred by poverty is also part of the crime, my lord. And then, of course, the principal criminal is Habibullah. Counsel, Mütelif has not engaged any lawyer. He is not the principal offender. lawyer. Find a Tamil lawyer and ask them to secure his bail at the next bail hearing. If justice cannot understand a language, it ceases to be justice and becomes mere procedure. I am Tamil myself. I have handled many cases like this, especially for Tamil people who become trapped in Delhi because of a language crisis. I am the public prosecutor, so I cannot argue on his behalf. But my assistant lawyer is always hanging around my office. He will certainly help him. What have you got yourself entangled in? Mutelef is not a criminal at all. A narcotics mafia used him and trapped him. Habibullah. Acting on a tip, we raided his house in Chennai, but found nothing. The drugs were recovered from Mutelef, yes. But he is only a chess piece, a foot soldier. A pawn. Here is the hand that moves the piece. A lame man from my village, Lulha, walks to Baba Dam every year. Pya Bachcha, from the same village, flies there every year. Both have been making that pilgrimage continuously for twenty years. For twenty years Lulha has been grazing buffaloes, while, during those same twenty years, one building after another has risen on Pya Bachcha's homestead. And how does one receive the true blessing? The true blessing comes only from going on foot. That is why, for 20 years, Loha has been grazing buffaloes. I went to Baba Dam myself last year. Brother Priful is the leader of our village bull bam group. He walks every year. His father was the leader before him. Brother Bola is a Dak Bam pilgrim. In three days he brings water from sultanpur and offers it to lord shiva. Brother Priful takes everyone with him and finds anyone who breaks the rules. Piyar Bacha has grown so fat, how could he possibly walk all that way? Though brother Priful is hardly thin himself. But tell me, does a person walk by his own strength? Baba makes him walk. You have a remarkable way of killing the point. You yourself say that, in these 20 years, building after building has risen on P.R. Baccha's land, while Lulha has spent 20 years grazing buffaloes, yet you also say that the true blessing comes from going on foot. If P.R. Baccha has never walked to Baba Dam, why has he built building after building? And if Lulha walks there every year, why has he remained a buffalo herder? I am telling you what I have seen with my own eyes. can build a house, sir. Lord Bola Barba favours Lulha. How? Lulha fell behind on the road. Brother Pruful was worried it would bring disgrace. He searched every Dharamshala. How could Lulha have reached the lodging before them? He had been trailing behind. How would they face the village when they returned? But at dawn they found Lulha snoring in a room of the Durham Shaler. When he woke, Lulha told them, there was forest all around me, and I was crying helplessly. Then an old bearded man came and quieted me. He questioned me and placed his hand on my head. I must have fallen asleep. When I opened my eyes, I found myself lying in the Durham Shaler among the people of my village. I have been assigned to wander from forest to forest in search of precisely these people who travel on foot. Speak gently, win over the people who walk, mutilif, lulha, with your sweet words. Make them understand that the government is not the country. They are the country, the foot soldier, the chess pawn. The country is not the king and queen. Habibullah is not the country. Mutilif is the country. India is the country. If I can make them understand that, a chess piece can become a human being again. Where are you from? Not Delhi, surely. No. I come from the borderlands of India. The border with China, Tibet, Pakistan, Bangladesh, or Myanmar? No. The border with Nepal, the land of Sita. A land of mythical tales and lies. No. It may not be mythical, it may be historical. Some stories may have been distorted, but the history is ancient. Perhaps those whose own history is not so old find that difficult to digest. Debate, debate. They have received weapons training, and so have you, revolvers, pistols, even stem guns. You have also been trained in argument, so use that training not only on me, but on them. A terrorist leader has been captured. Without drug money, terrorist operations cannot continue. But Habibullah always slips away. Arresting Moudalif will never lead us to the drug money. Nothing was found at Habibullah's house. We must have people inside our ranks, just as we have people inside his. Find out. Question the captured terrorist leader. Time is slipping away, slipping away. How do you obtain information about our operations? Who are the people working with Habibullah? How does the drug money move, and to whom? If Habibullah is Mutilif's commander, then who is Habibullah's commander? The information comes from your own office. Not under any right to information law, your operational information simply reaches us. You have people among us, and we have people among you. The only difference is that your people hide in files, while ours hide in a jungle. That much is obvious. But who is he? Yet you do not carry a weapon. While Dengue of Mazarum carried one, while Paresh Perua of Assam never carries one, your country reached agreement with both. How is an unarmed man less dangerous than an armed one? You are more dangerous to us. Listen. A student from Mazarum was studying engineering in Muzzafarpur. He told me that Laldenga was a great leader. At the time, Laldenga was underground. The country considered him a terrorist. But he came forward and reached an agreement with the government. He surrendered all his weapons. Both sides honored the agreement in good faith, and today Mizoram is the only such settlement in the northeast that has succeeded completely. Before his death, Laldenga left his state on the path of peace. That engineering student was right, Laldenga was a great leader. A great leader does not abandon his people in midstream. Like the captain of a sinking ship, he stays aboard until the final moment. When everyone else has left the ship, he sinks with its mast, he does not flee. If Leldenga made an agreement, it was in keeping with the feelings of the people who considered him great. Had he not made peace before his death, perhaps that engineering student could not have remained so proud of him. Even now, whenever he meets me, he says, you see? Did I not tell you, Laldanga is a great leader? I have no desire to become a great leader. Suppose we surrender all our weapons, and then the government betrays us? If Laldanga had thought that way, could peace ever have been possible? And what is the government? Is it what you see on television? No. Many of those people do not even understand who is doing what for the country. Every department is full of patriots, even if they are only 10%, and this country rests upon them. The ministers you see on television, what do they understand? You may change, those ministers may change, but the country will not change, and the government will not change. It will honor the agreement. But first you must accept that bullets do not write the future. You think exactly as we do, but you are on the wrong side. No. You are on the wrong side. You have taken up arms. You sell drugs and make others sell them to buy weapons. How many children's futures have you destroyed? What future are you talking about? Open a factory, and he will become its gatekeeper. the road and he will get a job sweeping it. Your people hunt for unemployed young men on the seashore in the jungle in the desert. Whoever has no work, no employment, you deceive and pull into the drug trade. Mutilif will come out of prison after 20 years. That is the employment you gave him. Into the empty bowl of unemployment, you pour gunpowder. You are Makanda, all of you. How long will your government keep him in prison? What do you mean? So you lose your temper too? In your system, the weak are never heard. And yet you stake your life for that system. What has your system given you? In your system, the people who work for us are never moved out of the city, while you have been posted to the jungle. You have suffered an injustice. And if you cannot stop the injustice done to you, how will you ever deliver justice to us? Even your compassion testifies against you. That is a delusion in your own mind. No injustice has been done to me. I was chosen for this work. If my posting is in the jungle, then the jungle too is part of the country. Your system is exploiting you. Come over to us. Keep your job there, but while you remain there, work with us. Think about it. Take your time. Have you lost your mind? Every day for a month I have been trying to reason with you, and all the while you have been playing a different game. Is this a joke to you? For a month you have been trying to persuade me, and for a month I too have been trying to persuade you. Mulelef has been released, and for that I thank you. Why are you thanking me? We know everything. As a reward for what you did, you will be given a high position in the organization. A few people in my department may work for you out of fear. That has made you overconfident. They can be bought with fear or money. Even then, I cannot trust them to carry out the work they are given. But your heart is with us. Your compassion for Mulef proves it. Therefore, the decision has been taken to bring you into the core group of our organization. Compassion officer is a weapon more dangerous than power. The decision has been taken. The deceit I shan, has been taken. I have been speaking to a deranged man, then. You two are Mokanda, a government Mokanda, but one with principles, like us, one who has to become Mokanda. The only difference is that you wear a uniform and we live in the jumble, and that is why the decision has been taken. The court has granted Mutilif bail. Mutilif says that terrorism cannot survive without the drug trade, all the money it needs comes from that trade. He says that after leaving prison he wanted to become someone like you, but the police station, the journalists, unemployment in his village and the stain attached to his name would not allow it. Mutlif says the system must be repaired, otherwise. Then are you the principal player? I thought you had been framed. What difference does it make? What is the difference between a player who was trapped and the principal player? Look closely, in organizations like this, 80% of the people have been trapped. But they have been trapped so deeply that they become more dangerous than the principal players. Once society refuses to believe that a person is innocent, it takes very little time to turn him into a criminal. Now you must do whatever Mutolif tells you. My first journey has proved futile. Mutalif defeated you. By sparing your life, he defeated you. The defeat of an unarmed soldier, this is a method they are learning. But only by recognizing defeat does the next journey begin. I am beginning to remember something. Mutalif was speaking to the interpreter, and the interpreter was speaking to me. It seemed as though Mütlif was saying that this journey had not been wasted, since I write stories, perhaps this journey had given me the plot of a story. It was as though Mütlif was saying that he would be the protagonist of that story. But becoming the protagonist and surviving are two different things. If I write the story, I will also write that sometimes a packet of food gives testimony greater than a court can.

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