The next day everyone was called up to meet as it was the last day that Melina, Priya, Minu, Puja and Yammaya would stay there. As from the next day they had to return back to their own individual jobs and life . As everyone had their own personal time, carrier and their family with themselves. All of them had only come for celebrating Tiu’s birthday and spending time with each other.
As for Priya, Doctors adviced her to transfer Kelsang to a different hospital. To recover his arm bone which was dislocated and could only be treated on the well specialized City hospital. So Priya had to shift him from this hospital to the specialized surgeon hospital.
Melina: Don’t be upset as life takes our examination in different fields.
Puja: Yeah and you can take me as your inspiration.( In a funny tone).
Priya: Inspiration for what. How to do multiple marriages?( teases Puja).
Puja: Oi Priya shutt upp… shhh
Lekden: Multiple wedding?
Puja: Yeah it’s the name of a game. Which we used to play back then. Where I always used to win the match.
Arnav: Really is it an android or a PC game Puja.
Puja: Umm mm. Actually….
Minu: Hey are you in the age similar to Tiu that you asking for games till now?
Arnav: oh ok let it be. But I wish a speedy recovery for Kelsang and for Rumchyo to find a good lawyer to fight against the Tiu’s case.
Rumchyo : Thanks a lot guys for all your help and co-operation.
Yammaya: Ok so you must come along with us to bid us good bye till the airport tomorrow.
Melina: Yeah right
Rumchyo : well yes I will surely be there.
The next day Rumchyo went to the airport to bid them goodbye.
Rumchyo: Bye guys.
(Every one): bye. Take care. (The airplane takes off).
Everyone landed safely to their individual places. Priya took Kelsang immediately to admit in the city centre hospital.
Minu continued to do her teaching, Puja and Lekden were deciding to spend their time more with their families, Melina also had to tackle with her next wedding assignment and for Yammaya all the people in her place were waiting curiously for her.
Yammaya was one of the renowned personality among the people in that place as she was given the title of the “Nidar keti”(i.e. brave girl) by her fellow town people. She was always called as a special chief guest in every event or a program. She became one of the inspiration for the younger girls at Town who wanted to get educated and settle their life bring a strong and will full entrepreneur like her.
Yammaya was also advised the proposal by the elder town people to get into election commission as they had their full faith on Yammaya that she would work honestly for the over all development of her fellow town people. Slowly the gram panchayat members gave her the confidence to give her name in the election committee to stand out in the election.
Yammaya was not against any political view but she gave her name due to the people of her Town who insisted her to stand for her Town as a representative of that place. Yammaya agreed to all the protocols of the party and was now in one of the leading party. She was also given the chance by her party executive head to stand from her place as the representative face of that party for that particular place. Soon the town had elections and it seemed that they had a lot of faith in Yammaya. Yammaya starts to work hard for the people in her Town. To describe her hardship and her achievements one after the another in a serial way her story became a motivation for the rest of the people.
Background song “Har har maidan fateh”
(Gain Victory In Every Field)
Then after she was so much loved and supported by her Town people that she even won the elections from her party and she was able to claim a permanent seat as people one of the essential member of the party executive. Slowly she started to stand for the greater elections and was able to win all the elections with a majority of vote.
She was now ready to be a representative of a State council which meant she was chosen by her party to get chosen as a Chief Minister of the state. People were happy to see her progress but not everyone was happy after seeing her achievement.
The next day she had to meet the head party executive MLA of the party. Who would select the state from where Yammaya would stand for the fore coming elections. For that occasion she was dressed in a olive green colour saree with full length blouse like an elegant lady who appears to be serious and mature to understand and handle every essential high level tasks.
MLA: Namaste Miss Yammaya. Nice to meet you.
Yammaya: Namaste MLA Sir. How are you doing sir?
MLA: I am good. So let’s discuss about the major topic.
Yammaya: Yes Sir according to your proclamation.
MLA: Alright Miss I can see your gradual progress and I am glad that this time there is a female representative from our party that has claimed such a high prestigious goodwill.
Yammaya: Thank you Sir for your humility.
MLA: So this time I along with the associated members have thought you to present you for the elections from the South areas. So Miss Yammaya are you satisfied with our decision?
Yammaya: Sure Sir it will be my golden opportunity. I am highly obliged with your concern and gratitude with your decision Sir.
MLA: so okay I am giving you the green card for the coming elections that are going to held on the coming months. But before that to gain some experience I want you to learn some skills from the “ex” Chief Minister of that place who was also from our party at the previous assessment. So I will request him to mentor you this year.
Yammaya: Thank you Sir.
Saying that MLA and Yammaya both got up and shakes their hands as a sign of agreement between the two individuals. But now she had to go towards the South for achieving more skill from her mentor whom the MLA had recommended for her. The next day she went to the “ex” Chief Ministers building where she was given the address. She knocks the door.
Yammaya: Knock, knock (at the door of “ex” CM)
(Servant): Who is it?
Yammaya: I am sent by the honorable MLA to meet our prestigious “ex” CM of the South.
(Servant): Yes ma’am I am sorry. Please come you are welcome in the CM’s home. Just give me a second I am calling the CM Sir right now.
Yammaya: Yeah thank you.
The honourable CM comes there taking great steps and moves his hands towards Yammaya for the hand shake.
CM: Hello. I am Arjun the “ex” CM of the South.
Yammaya: Hello Sir it’s a great pleasure to meet you.
CM: Call me Arjun. I don’t like formality as it creates a language barrier between two individuals.
Yammaya: Ok Sir. I mean Arjun Ji.
Arjun: Yeah that sounds great now. So Yammaya Ji I have heard a lot of things about you. Things like being an inspiration for the young generation girls to set their bench mark by showing that women can achieve and get their success equal to a male individual.
Yammaya: That’s true Arjun Ji. As my mother has always taught me that capacity, skill, talent, success and love has no gender. The one who has the ability and the urge to have it with their hardship, anyone can achieve it in their life.
Arjun: Hmmm mm I am really impressed. So I think you are already prepared to some aspect. Now I think you will not take much time to learn the political things. Don’t take stress in your mind Yammaya Ji I know you will do well, just give your best.
Yammaya: I promise you Arjun Ji I will not prove you wrong in your belief on me.
Arjun: So come with me I will give you my home tour. Dada take Yammaya Ji’s bags to the guest room.
(Servant): yes sir.
Yammaya loved the warm welcome of Mr. Arjun as he was not only a charming person but also a well mannered and genuinely Frank behavioured person. Day by day Mr. Arjun started tutoring Yammaya about important things which the CM had to acquire as in general. By the time they were already friends with each other. As before some were happy by seeing her progress and some were jealous. Specially those who were the son of the party managers. And they were expecting that the MLA would provide them the seat by passing them the green card.
One among them was Prabhas who was also the son of a great political leader but didn’t got the chance due to Yammaya entry on the CM post. He had a great anger heated inside him and wanted to create some unwanted troubles in Yammaya’s life. During the elections. One day Prabhas had an opportunity to meet Yammaya. In a table conference organized by the party. Where they had to pass their feedbacks about the going to be the elected member of the state. Yammaya and every political leaders entered the meeting.
MLA: I am glad to introduce Miss Yammaya to you all. She is going to elected in the post of a CM from our party.
Everyone congratulated Yammaya. Only leaving Prabhas because he was not feeling happy about that.
Prabhas: Excuse me. Miss Yammaya can I know your qualifications?
MLA: Mr. Prabhas what kind of question is this?
Yammaya: No Sir. I am okay to share my qualifications.
Yammaya gives a detail explanation about her skills. But still Prabhas tries to find faults in it.
Prabhas: Okay you have showed your qualification but even my qualification is same as yours. Don’t you think that something is wrong under the table.
Yammaya: what do you mean Sir I did not understand your question?
Prabhas : our qualification is same but it is so surprising that the head party members select a newbie person like you in such a huge post.
So this question might run in everyone’s mind isn’t it.
All the other member who were jealous of Yammaya started gossiping about her.
MLA: What nonsense is this? Isn’t it disrespectful to talk to a lady like that?
Prabhas: Actually you are right Sir. Politics is genuinely not made for women. Because women are suited holding rolling pin, ladle and cooking seegri in their hands neither ball pens, saddle and degrees in their hands. Their work should be in kitchen not in offices like this.
MLA: I am sorry Miss Yammaya for the inconveniences occurred by Mr. Prabhas.
Prabhas: Why are you being sorry MLA sir. She should be sorry instead of you for misusing herself as a women and getting such a high post with the help of doing such shameless works. Because we all know that a women can only get a high position by pleasing a man personally.
MLA: Security guard please throw this person outside this room. He is polluting the environment.
Yammaya: wait a minute. Mr. Prabhas you are right that it is women who work in kitchen, it is women who cook, but remember it is only because of that women that you are speaking here. Women gives birth to a male and even feeds that male to grow and become a good and successful man in future. So I hope you also have your mother in your home right. Isn’t she also a woman. How would you react if someone would say those same kind of words to your mother. The goddess whom you grew worshipping Devi Saraswati as a symbol of knowledge, Devi Durga as a symbol of braveness, Devi Lakshmi as a symbol of wealth and Devi Mahakali as a symbol of a warrior. So tell me aren’t they all women in general.
There was a silence in the room. Even the people who were gossiping back behind her became silent. And Prabhas stood shocked in that moment and kept on seeing Yammaya without blinking for a second. As he had never heard such a clear answer from a women in his life before. Then the security guards took him outside the room.
The silence broke will the clattering sound of the claps which filled all the corners of the room.
MLA: We are extremely proud of you Miss Yammaya. And we wish you great luck for your upcoming elections and we will pray for your victory as well.
Yammaya: Thank you so much. I am taken aback.
Yammaya comes to home after the meeting. But there was a hollow silence inside the “ex” CM’s building with darkness all around.
Yammaya: Hello anybody is at home. Arjun Ji, dada, is someone here in this room.
Yammaya walks one step forward and suddenly gets scared by the lights which flashed suddenly at that moment.
Arjun: Congratulation Yammaya Ji.
The room was fully decorated with balloons and other decorative items and with a cake in the centre.
Yammaya: what is this for Arjun Ji. Is it your birthday today Arjun Ji?
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