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412<br />

EMPIRE OF THE SOUL<br />

vehemently, insisting six thousand years was more accurate. The<br />

dom raja looked wearily from one to <strong>the</strong> o<strong>the</strong>r, <strong>the</strong>n shrugged at<br />

me. Anyway, Harischandra was renowned as a generous and godly<br />

man, always giving to <strong>the</strong> poor, always devout. Naturally, such a<br />

man aroused <strong>the</strong> interest <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> gods. Indra decided to test how<br />

genuine he was.<br />

Give me all you have, demanded Indra. Harischandra immediately,<br />

happily, handed over everything he owned. It’s not enough, said Indra.<br />

I need more. So Harischandra sold his wife, <strong>the</strong>n his son, handing over<br />

<strong>the</strong> money to Indra. Uh-uh, said Indra. You can do better than that – I<br />

still need more.<br />

By this time ruined, destitute, his kingdom in tatters, reviled by<br />

his subjects, Harischandra set out to get himself a job. Whe<strong>the</strong>r he<br />

was overqualified or underqualified, we don’t know, but no one<br />

would give Harischandra a job. Except Kalu Chaudri, <strong>the</strong><br />

Untouchable in charge <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> cremation grounds. The pay was<br />

probably as much <strong>of</strong> an insult as <strong>the</strong> job: you earned nothing, and<br />

<strong>the</strong> whole <strong>of</strong> society spat on you to boot.<br />

This must have been <strong>the</strong> nadir <strong>of</strong> humiliation, because Indra<br />

was finally satisfied that Harischandra really was a decent guy,<br />

according to <strong>the</strong> dom raja, and he made him a god or better.<br />

There was some discussion about what might be better than<br />

being made a god, but <strong>the</strong> raja seemed unconvinced by his courtiers,<br />

and left <strong>the</strong> specifics up to me. The big point, however, was that it<br />

also occurred to Indra that Kalu, <strong>the</strong> cremator, wasn’t a bad sort<br />

himself, having given <strong>the</strong> king a break. Everyone smiled at what was<br />

obviously <strong>the</strong>ir favorite bit.<br />

Godhood wasn’t for Kalu, <strong>of</strong> course, but Indra did give him a<br />

runner-up’s token: a sacred fire. Anyone cremated with a flame from this<br />

fire, <strong>the</strong> god announced, will achieve eternal salvation. The original Kalu<br />

Chaudri kept that fire burning, and so did his descendants.<br />

‘How long has <strong>the</strong> fire been burning now?’<br />

‘Since Harischandra’s time,’ Amar replied.<br />

‘When was that?’<br />

Up to me, seemed to be <strong>the</strong> final answer. Since Harischandra<br />

belongs more to myth than history, <strong>the</strong> answer was definitely a long<br />

time. All present assured me <strong>of</strong> this.

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