numb dense darkness of trees and shrubs.It couldn't be guessed where and whenan empty place will emerge with such ashelter in it and one would see two blackhuman figures sitting near scintillatingwaving fire.Human figures, because they were notbelieved as human beings then. They werenot human in attire because they werecompletely nude, they could make soundsbut didn't have a dialect, it was only acall, a sound, a symbol and an expressionthey only could say or could hardly beunderstood in the mysteries of our forestswithout parlance of tongue, thus unknownyet, awaiting to be explored even aftermillions of voyages in the past.God knows what they ate? Perhapssomething never been eaten by humanbeings. They were not well aware of meals.Whenever they felt hunger they gazed atthe deep forest with eagerness and thensuddenly jumped in it with their primitivearms made of wood and stones. Deep anddeep, whenever they had appetite they ranawfully into jungle, cutting shrubs andcreepers, making a hasty way. Womenstarted sowing nearby jungle, but it wasnot exactly the tillage. They were hunters.Tillage had to wait for decades.The outside world knew that the worldinside the jungle is unchanged and pausedfrom centuries. First of all they wereknowing that there are only hills, deepunknown jungles, the streams frommountains, too many kinds of snakes andinsects, dense thickness of creepers andshrubs growing fungus and mushroomswetting in rains and dropping, that justafter two steps one couldn't see further.Only this they knew, but not that thereis a secluded and intensely unknown worldof black figures look alike humans or so.The outside world knew just a littleabout the inside jungle. The outside worldwas most unaware of the inside jungle.Some people had peeped inside it after atedious job of cutting wild creepers andtrees, going deep within. They told thatthere are some human beings and it is hardto say whether they are human or somekind of wild animals.One day someone came near theshelter. They were scared to look at him,those two, the naked man and the nakedwoman, the primitive man and theprimitive woman, the stone aged figures.The man gripped firmly at the rawprehistoric type spear made of slender treetrunk and targeted it towards him. Thewoman blared, ran and stood behind theman. She held a burning wood from thefire. The man standing in front of themwas a human being, a well defined humanbeing and there was no question about it.He wore clothes. The nude man and thenude woman were scared looking at hisattire. The woman was waving burningwood in her hands. She had done the sametoo many times growling and shoutingwhile facing a wild animal. Every time herfgndi •April-June 2013 :: 121
growl, blare and shouts had compelled wildcarnivores to flee out of her area.The man and the woman almostattacked the man from outside world, butthe man from the outside world sat down.He bowed his head and gripped it in hispalms. The man and woman came closerto him leaving their fear aside, startedgazing at him with awe. The man had stilltargeted the spear pointing towards himand the woman holding the burning wood.The man from outside world smiledlooking at them. The man and the womanwere looking at him with puzzled eyes. Theman from outside world placed a radioon the terra just in front of them. Theman and the woman didn't see him puttingthe radio on the ground but were stillstaring at him, as they had never seen ahuman being before.It is said that in those years thegovernment collected mahua, wood, tendu,chaar, boda, etc. from that thickly woodedand unknown jungle, so it decided to giveradios for that, to the people of the jungle.How nice it would be if someone fromjungle might hear the voices from outsideworld, might be connected with them. Soit was decided that somewhere deep andfar in jungle a few radios should bedistributed.But it was a risky job, perhaps at thecost of life, filled with suspicions. Whoknows what kind of people they are, arethey really the people or some zone else?But it is said that even after that thegovernment distributed some radios inthose endless hilly jungles. People whoperformed the job did a remarkable task.Those were the first people in the mostsecluded areas of our time.The man from the outside world wentaway, leaving the radio there. The man andthe woman sat at a distance from the radio.The Radio was making all sorts of sounds.Radio was speaking. The man and thewoman were hearing the radio speaking.The man pointed his spear towards theradio. He believed it might be a wildanimal left here carelessly and any timeit could jump on him. That day and nextwhole night the man and the woman saton a small mound, in front of the radio.Both of them did not feel the cold weather,neither summer ever scorched them northey felt irritated soiling themselves in nonstoppingrains. They could keep awake thewhole night and whole day. They couldsleep the whole night and whole day. Theycould roam in jungle crossing endless riversand hills. They could roam whole nightand whole day. They could do all this upto too many days and too many nights.Next night the woman came in shelterto sleep leaving the radio. Deep in the nightwhen the crescent moon was floating inthe dark sky and a painful growl of a rhinowas coming from inside the jungle, theman got relieved from the fear. The growlof the rhino made him afraid and he alsocame in the shelter leaving the radio122 :: April-June 2013fgndi •
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