Lifeline among Red SKY

It was nearly 2.00 clock .Night was still somewhat spreading its tentacles in the old Birbhum Railway Station.Gunja thought about the whole day's penultimate moments some tears accumulated in her fear struck dark eyes.

Gunja Mukherjee,yeah you must been seen her in your favourite news channel chit chatting with filmi personalae or cross questioning polticians.She was one role model girls used to set when it comes to career setting.Man! she was famous atleast she thought among everyone.

Daring to take any risk for her job, she was reputed as top most journalist of INDIA where it takes ages to top in an arena and some seconds to fall from Grace.

Gunja was tired of urban rich and rags .Intervening same repetative odd sensations happennings in cities ,she was tired of evenly manipulated tasks of media journalism . Hunger for new untold facts and striving for rural struggle brought her to Danish,unassuming young lad who was caught and claimed as Naxalities in the outskirts of Birbhum ,West Bengal.

News of top leader of young red rebels caught in Birbhum spread across country like anything.
Danish was most wanted in CID list and one man behind several assassinations .

This country needs to sell news ,and Danish became the food forMedia. Every reporter wanted to interview Danish and know about the less explored life of a RED REBEL(Yeah that was this 26 yr Lad was addressed).

Gunja asked authority of news channel to make her access to Danish viable. This 25 yr smart girl had every thing under her soft palm money ,power,support ,common man and last but not the least Country. So when you have emotions of country as guard behind you every legal door opens in INDIA. So lights turned green and out of several reporters she was flown from Delhi with goverment envoy to intervene Danish.

On the first day she went to the house where Danish was kept in arrested mode.
The house had two rooms ,Gunja was taken by CRPF to a dark room where only source of light was a small window.
"Madamji,wait here " Constable made this comment and moved out.
Ambience in the room was quite strange smell of incense sticks were coming from one corner.
There was uncomfortable silence ,suddenly back door opened and two CRPF jawan came with a young boy completely in silence and shackles.

Danish was made to sit in chair middle of the room.Gunja caught the first sight of this cold blooded executioner,quite opposed to his reputation he was silent with deep dark eyes which had some story to tell.He was wearing a kurta and jeans,his face had the signs of reward that this jawans give to lost and found criminals.

One jawan shouted at Danish " Jo yeah Madam bolenge sab thik bolna"
"Madamji only 30 minutes hain,aur kuch interview mera aur Bilas ka bhi lijiyega aakhir apon dono iis kutte ko pakra hain"
Saying this they kept Numb.

Gunja was awestruck at the mild coldness that Danish had in his face ,perhaps she could not believe him to be a killer.
"Don't worry madamji, shoot your questions otherwise you will lose your high earned reputation"
Danish uttered breaking Gunja 's speculations.
Gunja(G):"Do you know me?"
Danish(D):"I have to know you to stay in India , Miss Gunja ,over 13 news channels are bidding to get you and every politician needs you to question them for being famous,Am I wrong?"
G: "you seem to be very updated.why did u choose this line of manslaughtering and fighting this war in the name of people's war,when you know you will not win"
D:"It seems you are predicting future Gunja,sorry I am calling your name,and how do you know I killed all the names that are flashed by goverment.And perhaps we are not fighting to win but to equalize rural demands with urban."
G:" blood sheedding doesn't mean doing justice to your rural development dream"
D: " perhaps it gives an indication to so called politicians and aristocrats to live in fear.A fear to do good to rural people for their lives"
G:"Do you think you are right in your philosophy"
D:"No but is the goverment right"

Gunja,poor girl she has met his opponent right here in Birbhum and out of 2018 personalities from different spheres of life she was amazed by seeing the guts of Danish.Perhaps she enjoyed that she was being silently and vehemently opposed by this guy.Nobody opposed her,everybody succumbed to her cross questioning but now there was this man,Danish .

She was given small time to interview but she went on for hours,conversation stopped by the dreading sound of blast.

G:"What was that?"
D:"They have came to kill me".
G:"oh god but who are they".
D:"real predators I m only the ALIBI mam,real hunters roam around "
Gunja thought of running but Danish jumped on her.At once she was on ground , fortunately enough as there was flash flood of bullets which killled the two CRPF men.
D:"Bring the keys and open my chains "
G:" why ,how Can I trust you"
D: " stop shouting and don't worry I will not charge you for my trust and apart from who can you trust to save you from this rain of bullets and grenades"
Gunja had no other option she opened Danish chains taking keys from dead CRPF jawaan lying.

Danish caught Gunjas hand firmly and shouted:"Take a deep breath memsaheb,and run ,run with me don't look back"
In the next moment Danish pushed a hidden door underground the room and started running with GUNJA.

Gunja amidst this life and death situation felt the warmth of Damish Palms.

They ran and ran through hidden chamber for 30 mins and then through a manhole they went up to Land.

D: "This is road going straight to railway station, I will drop you there and leave"
G:"Its already dark and perhaps they will find us "
D:"Not us they are after me,don't lose moment you will be fine we should run"
G:"I can't"
D:"Ok"
Saying this he picked up Gunja in his string arms and kept running.After 25 mins They could hear train whistles ,Station has came.
D:" Take the early train to Durgapur here is 500 bucks keep it with this knife"
He handed 500 rs and knife from his brief and gave it Gunja,
G:" you are not coming"
D:"If I go here they will kill me and If I stay here I will die so its better I should only run rather than stay"
G: "why they wanted to kill you "
D:"Politics memshaheb,politics perhaps you see this as war between goverment and rebels but all is manifested real warmongers are sponsoring from outside.
And last thing I was not caught I surrendered but it got manipulated."
G:"Danish ,what is this this is a bloody booby trap set for you"
D:" They wanted to make my death look realistic so they brought you from Capital to make you die in the hands of Red labels. Harsh part is common man will only believe what they are made to"

Danish was about to go Gunja holded his hands
G:"Danish please come with me,I shall narrate the true story to all ,I have access to certain top notch officials"
D:"Memshaheb don't make a tiger believe that there is life in zoo,everything is corrupted and don't tell that a COLD BLOODED ASSASSIN like me save you they will mock you.Make up a story of your ESCAPE and sell it.It will storm India.And don't tell anybody a killer without assessing the fact from opponent eyes,It Hurts."
G: "I m sorry but plz cm with me I will protect you"
D:"Protect yourself from world.Good bye memshaheb agar zinda rahein to phir milenge"

Danish within a spark vanished.

Gunja took the tickets and waited for the train thinking about Danish,her job,people and every other rubbish thoughts.

The man who was destined to be awarded death by every INDIAN strangely become her lifeline here in red zone.
Its strange sometimes you are made to see and judge one side of story and give verdict.
Every struggle between good and evil has some exaggerations ,Gunja faced such exception in BIRBHUM.
REALITY IS REALLY STRANGER THAN FICTION.