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THE RAM REVOLUTION

Landlord: Ram, come here, you know what you have done, that is why you are trying to avoid me for some time now. Each time I sent people to fetch you, your reply was always “I am Coming”.

Getting you on telephone is another fruitless effort. At some point I started doubting the people I sent to fetch you.

Thank God, this is you in flesh and blood, even if you try to disappear now, which I don’t think is possible, I will get you effortlessly.

By the way, I learnt that you people are trying to hold a meeting in the next few days, yet you did not deem it fit to inform me. That is how contemptuous you have become of me, your landlord.

Let me tell you, whether you like it or not, I am still your landlord, that cannot be changed easily.

Mr. Ram, why are you so stubborn and rascally? you are not the chairman of the Association, at least to the best of my knowledge, but because of your popularity, that cut across all strata of our town and even beyond, you think you can do as you like, calling for a meeting without seeking approval from me and other landlords.

Anyway, the meeting is cancelled, if you go against this instruction, you may likely spend some time in prison.

Imagine an association, having big names like, Cow, Donkey, Camel , Horse etc., there, you arrogated to yourself the mandate of calling for a meeting, you are not even the secretary.

Anyway, na me and you in this town, the only thing is this, immediately the mood of this recent festival wears off, I will take up your case with all seriousness it deserves.

You can go, o ni yeye.

RAM: Mr. landlord, before I take my leave sir, I don’t know you are this callous, you don’t even have pity on any of us, in the name of festival, you descended on us, as locust will descend on wheat field, you came all out for us, age did not matter to you, our health condition did not deter you either. The word mercy is not in your dictionary, having been with you for long did not border you, you were all out to satisfy yourself in the name of festival, in which you can kill others for enjoyment and merriment.

The high ransom placed on us did not debar nor deter you.

Let me tell you this for free, Cow, who happens to be our chairman may not complain, this may not likely be out of cowardice, but for me there is every need to complain, after your festival, when I look at the rank and file of my members of my family that you have decimated for your satisfaction, I cry.

Every year, you kill us as if there are no other years ahead, at every turn, it is the shout of Ram, Ram ,Ram, as if there are no other tenants living with or around you, it was like Ram has offended all the “eligible landlords”. Why are we the only genuine icing on your cake during the festival? Why must you always concentrate on our family for decimation?

Year in, year out, you descend on us with gusto and you don’t want me to talk, or hold meetings.

Mr. landlord, this meeting that I called, which you are talking about, will definitely hold, nothing under the sun will stop it, for your information, many more will follow, God willing, until we find a final solution to this” yearly epidemic” which involves killing of Rams in large numbers from “eligible landlords”, who do not wish us well.

Now, you can call your police or akoda, I am ready for them. Is it not better for me to cause “this trouble” and go to prison, than to stay idle waiting for my turn to be killed by mindless landlords.

Why must this be happening to Rams? My fellow Rams, wherever you may be presently, may God Almighty safeguard you from your enemies. May you live to witness many more years in the land of the living.

Landlord, can you hear me? You have drawn the line, let us see who blinks first.

Bye.

 

 

 

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