You are practical down to earth.

Toerant

Well I think I can tolerate toleRANT now.

Thank you and God bless you too.

On the first count I pray to God to bless both you guys.
Learn to be tolerant towards criticism. There was nothing harsh in the post of Sham or clueless to get worked up. It only reflects on ones intolerance and anger and inability to digest truth. When some one is intolerant automatically harshness, anger and hatred also build up that would cause down fall of a man soon now or afterwards. This has been proved from time to time.You can not challenge this truth.Great souls like Jesus and Buddha preached years ago to be tolerant to others and accept criticism. Dharmaraja practiced till he left us.Even Gandhi practiced a bit although he had own limitations.They even were prepared to embrace death in upholding their convictions while we are at each others throat on silly matters. You were drawing swords just for a comment and goes to point that you are infact capable of much more if required. That shows ones ignorance in this world. That is why Jesus said on the cross “Oh Father forgive those who do not know what they are doing”. It is befitting to say the same when I read your posts. God bless you to come out of ignorance to tread a path of truth and humility that obviously lacks in your posts. May God bless you.
Tolerant

Clueless

Clueless

Where did I accuse any one. Those are pure facts taken from each and every incident. I told u, google these names. There are striking similarities, which ordinary person can not find.

Believe me, one of the deceased was a good frnd. And however hard I may try, I can not convince myself of this stupidity of suicide.

I can tell you of other equally apalling details.

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Take this as my note, if anything does happen to me.

Prof Dr Colonel K Prabhakar Rao (Retired)

The blazing sun of March was slowly going down at distance. The Sun slowly was getting red as a burning ball of flame and fire. The birds struggling throughout the hot day were seen slowly returning to the nests. The road is winding through the broken country a vast barren land devoid of any big tree. Thorny bushes and shrub dot the entire area as a car was winding over the lonely road. It was an old model “Standard-10” car making short of the cross country roads in a tough terrain. The purring engine with 1000 cc petrol engine was effortlessly negotiating the slopes and bends in the evening hours of the day. A screeching sound from brakes and Lo! The car came to a halt at a sharp bend. There were boulders on the road placed side by side. Obviously the car could not pass through. The driver suspected something, but could not have avoided stopping. The door opened and a strongly built man, fair in color and with few strands of hair on the head stepped out looking uncomfortable. He tried to clear the stones when a strong voice was heard. “Stop” yelled some one in loud voice. Within moments a masked figure rode in on a horse from behind a large boulder. He was dressed in black dress and hid his face with a cloth. He wielded a 12 bore double barrel gun with a band of cartridges across his chest. He came close and kicked the man struggling at the stones with his boot. The man collapsed and was looking dazed. “Who are you?”, asked the man lying on the ground. “Why have you stopped us here?” “What do you want from me”, he yelled. “My mother, can you bring her back”, screamed the masked man. I do not understand any thing. “How I am responsible for your mother”, pleaded the man.
“Major Banwari!, You! Son of a bitch!, bloody bastard of the highest order! Screamed the masked man with utmost vengeance as the barrel of the gun slowly swung at the man at his feet. “Now know who I am”, he removed the scarf over his face. “Raj Singh, You !“ Said the man in surprise”. “ “Yes.. I am Raj Singh the former Lance Naik. The same Raj Singh whom you got punished four years ago by court martial and thrown out of army”, said the masked man. “ You can not escape now from me, No one can save you from this gun to day. You were so ruthless and cruel at men under your command. You have no heart. My mother committed suicide after I was sent to jail by court martial. Can you bring her back?” , The gun tightened in his hand as he uttered the words.
The car door opened and a lady stepped out. She was rather aghast at the scene outside the closed doors of the car. She understood the situation. “ Please do not kill him. I beg you?”, she fell at the feet of Raj Singh. Go away! do not fall at his feet, Whatever happened in past was a part of the duty during course of military duty and discipline”, shouted Major Banwari. “You rascal! You are the same arrogant one. You do not deserve any mercy. I feel sorry for this woman. But I am helpless. If I leave you now, my mother’s soul will not rest. You deserve death” , shouted Raj Singh. But I shall not kill my single shot. You have to die in agony”, screamed Raj Singh. There was a moment of Silence and Raj Singh took careful aim and there went a deafening sound of 12 Bore gun. The shots found the mark and with loud cry Major Banwari was lying in pool of blood. The earth and sky whirled in front of his eye while the past flashed in front of his like a cinema reel. He lay flat in a pool of blood.

It was years ago Major Banwari was working in a large military unit some where near Bombay. He was the OC of a unit commanding men and civilians too. Life was as usual for every one till destiny changed course. Raj Singh was one of the Jawans under the command of Major Banwari. He was smart active and disciplined too. One day Raj Singh approached Major Banwari and requested for leave for few days as he had to urgently go to his native place somewhere in Punjab to sort out domestic problems, there was no response and his repeated requests fell on deaf years. Raj Singh was getting restless. He went to the OC troops to get some relief, but to no avail. Leave had to be sanctioned by the OC. In the evening hours before closing hours Raj Singh went to the office of Major Banwari. He was sitting in a chair reading some papers.
There was none in the room. Raj Singh said, May I come in Sir?” “Come in”, the Major growled without looking up. Raj Singh moved in and Saluted Major Banwari said, “What I can do for you?” “Sir I am desperate. I am compelled to go on leave. My father is trying to marry another woman and my mother has written a letter to me. Sir You can verify it. I am not telling lies” said Raj Singh. “No. I already told you that leave can not be granted to you now. We have inspections in few days. How can you go. Please go away. Do not waste my time” said Banwari sternly. “Sir am begging you sir. It is essential and urgent sir. If I do not go my mother would surely commit suicide”, pleaded Raj Singh. There was no response for few minutes. “Sir please I touch your feet” pleaded raj Singh and he moved forward and touched feet of the Major. You fool get out. You swine. I already told you. Are you in army or civil?”. Shouted the Major shoeing Raj Singh away. For few seconds everything became blank for the Soldier. He took up a iron rod lying on the table and hit Major Banwari shouting, “You bastard, I shall kill you You son of a Bitch” There was commotion. Major Banwari struggled and got up on to his feet and shouted loudly, “Come on guys. Catch this guy soon. He is trying to kill me?. With in a faction of time other workers including some soldiers rushed into the office and caught hold of Raj Singh who was simmering with anger. He was held on both sides by two well built men. Major Banwari went to Raj Singh and shouted, “You son of a bitch. You want leave. Now I shall show what I can give” He kicked him in groins while Raj Singh moaned in pain.
Soon the soldiers arrested him and took him away. There was commotion in unit and officers came to see Major Banwari to enquire about him. Raj Singh was put in Quarter Guard under arrest Matter was reported to higher ups. The next day a court of Inquiry was ordered to ascertain facts. Raj Singh was sent for medical examination. It was soon a ritual. The witnesses were managed. Those who could throw light on the episode and were aware of the conduct of Major Banwari towards the men whom he commanded were side tracked and made a part of enquiry team. The enquiry projected Raj Singh as the real culprit who attacked the Major in his office with ulterior motive. The circumstances that provoked the conduct of Raj Singh were obviously went into darkness and hidden behind. Soon the summary court martial was assembled. Raj Singh was given few years in jail and dismissed from service. Major Banwari got scot free off the episode and enjoyed sympathy of higher ups. Days passed off and Raj Singh went into oblivion and was forgotten soon. Major Banwari also was posted out and soon he got his promotion into the select rank of Lt Colonel. Years rolled by and he became Colonel and finally he retired. He was to settle to spend his time in Delhi in his post retirement life… The film reel came to an end as darkness was looming on the eyes of Banwari.

Banwaris wife was desperately pleading to spare his life. “Why you want to kill him? Whatever he has done was a part of his duty. You can not hold him for that… Please.. Kill me too”, she cried. “Can he kick me in groins when I was held by two people? Can he abuse my mother and father in filthiest words when I was begging for leave? He is unfit to be an officer in army. He should have been shot long ago. I do not know how many people he ruined. There is no escape for him”, Raj Singh shouted. Next moment another shot went through the barrel and there was silence. The life of Major Banwari disappeared into wilderness.
“I do not want you to struggle in this world without this wretched guy. So be it”, said Raj Singh as he reloaded and aimed the gun at the woman. Another shot reverberated in the midst of the boulders as she fell in heap. Raj Singh looked with satisfaction at the fallen man and woman. He quickly galloped in to darkness that fell soon. Birds that were nesting in a nearby tree rose into sky making a big din. The gun shot echoed several times in the rocks .

Raj Singh no doubt committed crimes of killing a man and woman in cold blood as a revenge. But the way Major Banwari handled situation years ago when Raj Singh wanted leave could have been avoided. He could have seen the reason and been more humane. He was more a dictatorial leader and that called the trouble. There is no doubt that the situation was mishandled and Raj Singh became the victim of circumstances. The day Raj Singh was sent to jail, his mother committed suicide as his father remarried. The next three years in jail Raj Singh fumed and fretted. When he came out from jail, he was given the tag of a convict who suffered jail. He could not get employment. He became victim of alcohol in frustration. Years passed by. Raj Singh developed more grudge while major Banwari climbed promotion ladder step by step. The only aim for Raj Singh was the revenge that he finally took. We have read in news papers that there were many killings of officers by men in army in recent years. Why such things happen. Although these are attributed to stress, strain and inability to sleep, frustration of being away for long periods away from home, the fact is that it is the result poor man management. It is as simple as that. Army stresses greatly at the Academies on man management and caring for troops they command, yet some black sheep must be there in army too who derives pleasure in sadistic exploitation of troops and their harassment hidden behind the holy army uniform. Thus Raj Singhs were created several times in the past and in recent years. The only solution to this is better training of officers in man management and rejecting sadists at the selection it self. Service Selection Boards should be able to identify such sadists while selecting the candidates. Usually sadists are born thus. The basic traits in them live eternally. When they gain power in rank and administration these negative traits further get boost and cause frustration among troops. This has to be remembered. All cases of killing of officers by men are the results of mismanagement by officers.

( Note.. This story is purely based on imagination and names and incidents do not necessarily attribute to any living or dead person)