the immortal of maluha
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This was just a traditional question, which wasn’t actually supposed to be answered. Hence<br />
<strong>the</strong>re was an audible, collective groan when a voice cried out loudly, ‘I object’<br />
Nobody needed to look to recognise where <strong>the</strong> voice came from. It was Tarak, an immigrant<br />
from <strong>the</strong> ultra-conservative northwest regions <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> empire. Since Tarak had come to<br />
Karachapa, he had taken it upon himself to be <strong>the</strong> ‘moral police’ <strong>of</strong> this ‘decadent city <strong>of</strong> sin’.<br />
Shiva strained his neck to see who had objections. He saw Tarak standing at <strong>the</strong> back, at<br />
<strong>the</strong> edge <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> puja platform, very close to Sati’s balcony. He was a giant <strong>of</strong> a man with a fair<br />
face cut up brutally due to a lifetime <strong>of</strong> strife, an immense stomach and a miner’s bulging<br />
muscular arms. He cut an awesome figure. It was obvious, without even looking at his amulets,<br />
that Tarak was a Kshatriya who had made his living working in <strong>the</strong> lower rungs <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> army.<br />
Jhooleshwar glared at Tarak in exasperation. ‘What is it now? This time we have ensured<br />
that we have not used <strong>the</strong> white Chandravanshi colours in our decorations. Or do you think <strong>the</strong><br />
water being used for <strong>the</strong> ceremony is not at <strong>the</strong> correct temperature as per <strong>the</strong> Vedas?’<br />
The ga<strong>the</strong>ring sniggered. Parvateshwar looked at Jhooleshwar sharply. Before he could<br />
reprimand <strong>the</strong> Governor for his cavalier reference to <strong>the</strong> Vedas, Tarak spoke up. ‘The law says<br />
no vikarma should be allowed on <strong>the</strong> yagna platform.’<br />
‘Yes,’ said Jhooleshwar. ‘And unless you have been declared a vikarma, I don’t think that<br />
law is being broken.’<br />
‘Yes it is!’<br />
There were shocked murmurs from <strong>the</strong> congregation. Jhooleshwar raised his hand.<br />
‘Nobody is a vikarma here, Tarak,’ said Jhooleshwar. ‘Now please sit down.’<br />
‘Princess Sati defiles <strong>the</strong> yagna with her presence.’<br />
Shiva and Parvateshwar looked sharply at Tarak. Jhooleshwar was as stunned as <strong>the</strong> rest<br />
<strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> assembly by Tarak’s statement. ‘Tarak!’ said Jhooleshwar. ‘You go too far. Princess Sati<br />
is confined in <strong>the</strong> guest-house, abiding by <strong>the</strong> laws <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> yagna. She is not present on <strong>the</strong><br />
yagna platform. Now sit down before I have you whipped.’<br />
‘On what charge will you have me whipped, Governor?’ yelled Tarak. ‘Standing up for <strong>the</strong><br />
law is not a crime in Meluha.’<br />
‘But <strong>the</strong> law has not been broken!’<br />
‘Yes it has. The exact words <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> law is that no vikarma can be on <strong>the</strong> same platform<br />
while a yagna is being conducted. The yagna is being conducted on <strong>the</strong> Dwitiya platform <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong><br />
city. By being on <strong>the</strong> same platform, <strong>the</strong> princess defiles <strong>the</strong> yagna.’<br />
Tarak was technically correct. Most people interpreted that law to mean that a vikarma<br />
could not be on <strong>the</strong> prayer ceremony platform. However, since Karachapa, like most Meluhan<br />
cities, was built on a platform, a strict interpretation <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> law would mean that Sati should not<br />
be anywhere on <strong>the</strong> entire Dwitiya platform. To keep <strong>the</strong> yagna legal, she would ei<strong>the</strong>r have to<br />
move to <strong>the</strong> o<strong>the</strong>r platform <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> city or outside <strong>the</strong> city walls.<br />
Jhooleshwar was momentarily taken aback as Tarak’s objection was accurate in principle.<br />
He tried a rally weakly. ‘Come, come Tarak. You are being too conscientious. I think that is too<br />
strict an interpretation. I think...’<br />
‘No, Shri Jhooleshwarji,’ reverberated a loud voice through <strong>the</strong> ga<strong>the</strong>ring.<br />
Everybody turned to see where <strong>the</strong> sound came from. Sati, who had come out on her<br />
balcony, continued. ‘Please accept my apologies for interrupting you, Governor,’ said Sati with<br />
a formal namaste. ‘But Tarak’s interpretation <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> law is fair. I am terribly sorry to have<br />
disturbed <strong>the</strong> yagna. My entourage and I shall leave <strong>the</strong> city immediately. We will return by <strong>the</strong>