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My Grandpa Hercules

Time changes everything, isn't it?! The true example, I ever deemed to see was him, my Hercules who had been a boy filled with adventure to be filled with shame, then becoming an ox who would later become an alcoholic also a wife beater but suddenly, he turn out to a man of a gentle heart... A story that show's the tides of reality hits the boat of life yet how could you face the tide with an iron heart like my Hercules!

Thedarkhattie · realistisch
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My grandpa Hercules (chapter63rd*What we deserve...*)

(Hey reads,

The new timetable is out, and now late-night release would be for the book due to, school till 3 and then coaching still 6 and additionally, released examination as well as practical dates...

Wish me luck!

That I shall survive this all...

Yours,

Author)

More of the people come from the long-lost shadows, of the same tongue and brotherhood

"Bheje, me pahadi chue...(Brother, I am also from hills)" and a feeling of empathy embraces them as if in old movies when two long-lost brothers from Kumbh had finally met each other after years would burst into tears of satisfaction and joy...

Yeah, what an exotic yet heartwarming moment that could have been, they did say "finally! Home at last"

They didn't even open their mouth in public only to fear that they weren't one of them but here they could speak freely, it was as if a place, where they could find true belonging!

All they had undergone was living as insects since they reached here but not anymore, they swear in a dark room, "we deserve better or if not better then we want equal status as of others"

And a new society was birthed then and there-Uttrakhand Mahasabha!

A society that initially was called to be of lower-ranked people-like Chapdasi etc but... That was the only job they could get with the mandatory education that they had and another title they did get was-

"Gavar (Illiterate)!"

And most of them had accepted this and were still a believer in the ideology of "King's son is the prince"!

However, My grandpa was very strongly positive that he was not going to make his generation face such disgrace that he was facing-so he quit drinking as well as smoking!

He knew these things were helping him to ease his pain but Now he yearned for feeling the pain, the disgrace for which his child will make a reply-a reply so strong that it will break the spines of all the straight spine beings that they will rub their nose on his feet.

It's all exaggerated but still, you could feel the lowdown emotions-the burning sensation of his desire, he didn't know if his place was capable of handling such an emergence but still, he did- by even walking opposite of his fate lines.

This gave a push to others, that they could even be the kings, not kings then something agreeable which defining their caste-"Holding on the top of the ladder like we were Brahmins, we deserve like brahmins" they quoted.

And the people on chairs were below their race!

That meant they were supreme even as minority.

This was indeed a controversial ideology but still,l it was enough to bring a feeling of "what we deserve!"

And this could be a thing that they applied to be a social group like others!