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

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He has no one in this city. He understands no one else and no one else understands his language. He speaks Tamil. The city that calls him a criminal cannot even pronounce his name correctly. He is asking who gave him this packet of food. He cannot believe that amid all these accusations someone could also give him food. He did. This is your dinner. They will not feed you at the jail tonight. 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, Newtliff 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 Mütlif is the real criminal. His story is a lie. Playing cricket in broad daylight on the seashore is proof of his idleness. Mütlif says he was unemployed, and that is why he played cricket during the day. Then his story goes on. Hababullah 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, Mutilif has not engaged any lawyer. He is not the principal offender. 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. Habibila. Acting on a tip, we raided his house in Chennai, but found nothing. The drugs were recovered from mutilif, yes. But he is only a chess piece, a foot soldier. Upon. Where is the hand that moves the piece? A lame man from my village, Lulha, walks to Baba Dam every year. Pya Bacha, from the same village, flies there every year. Both have been making that pilgrimage continuously for twenty years. For 20 years Lulha has been grazing buffaloes, while, during those same 20 years, one building after another has risen on PR batches homestead. Then how does one receive the true blessing? The true blessing comes only from going on foot. That is why, for 20 years, Lulha has been grazing buffaloes. I went to Baba Dam myself last year. Brother Pruful is the leader of our village Bol Bam group. He walks every year. His father was the leader before him. Brother Bola is a Dak Bam pilgrim. Within three days he brings water from Sultanpur and offers it to Lord Shiva. Brother Pruful takes everyone with him and finds anyone who breaks the rules. P.R. Bacha has grown so fat, how could he possibly walk all that way? Though Brother Pruful is hardly thin himself. So 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. Bhakcha'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. Bhakcha has never walked to Baba damn, 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. Anyone can build a house, sir. Lord Bola Baba favours Lulha. How? Lulha fell behind on the road. Brother Pruful was worried it would bring disgrace. He searched every Darren Shaler. 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 Shailer. 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 Shailer 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. Lulha 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. 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 Sten 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. He 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 Mutalif'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. Laudangdub M'zorim carried one, while Paresh Barua of Assan 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 Mizoram was studying engineering in Mizufarpur. 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 Laldenga 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, Laldenga 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 Leldenga 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 right 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. Build a 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. Utilif 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. God 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. Mutilif 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. God 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 Mulev 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 DCI Shown has been taken. I have been speaking to a deranged man, then. You two are Makhanda, a government Makhanda. But one with principles, like us, one who has to become Makhanda. 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. Newtlyph 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. Newtlyph 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 feudal. Mutolif 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. Mutolif was speaking to the interpreter, and the interpreter was speaking to me. It seemed as though Muteliff 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 Muteliff 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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