School would become morning as the summer season approached, it would have been a heavy task for the children to go to school early in the morning and clean their bodies. In doing so, his children as well as his parents would have increased hard work. At this time, the school holiday would have been at a time when ‘Surya Maharaj’ was doing a total orgy on the head and with this the earth would start heating and throwing sparks. Sir, this is not the story of today's India, but the story of ninety century of India. At this time the children had to walk on foot to go to school. Not only this, some teachers used to come by bicycle, the rest had to go on foot. At this time the Indian government was working hard to educate the children of the country.
Two to three kilometers from the village, near to the high school was a famous private school for children to study. All the walls have collapsed now, but at that time it was very good and strong, in which children used to go to study. It was at that time the only good private school in the place where children up to class six would be educated. After passing from this school, admission would be done in the nearest high school. This small private school which was working to educate children got a lot of respect from the people of that area. Even today, people salute those teachers with respect.
As soon as the school bell ringed for school off, children would jump with joy. But this happiness does not last long, in a few minutes this happiness would break because, after the bell rang, the children had to stand in a queue to pray. The prayer lasted for about five minutes and the five minutes was filled with stricter rules. It would have to stand upright and pray with your eyes closed. Praying at this time was a restless task for all of us children. But the order was from the headmaster of the school, so there was no error in it and the beating was guaranteed. All the joys of the holiday would die while praying.
After this, the children would walk towards their house like a working man. The gleaming rays of the sun do not delay heating the head as soon as it comes out of school. As soon as the head was warm, a bag full of books would protect it from the scorching sun. He would put the bag on his head and walk home. This was the daily work here and after that a few days there would be summer vacation. Morning school was at its peak and some school had summer vacation. One day after the holiday, the sound of a damru sound rang out to the ears. Damru's voice was coming from our village itself. Damru's voice increased the speed of the walk, which soon reached the drummer.
When he came close to it, it was found that the drummer was a Madari, who was playing with his small and strong child and a monkey. The children of the village were watching the game in a very serious posture, the game had come to its last stop, even after that people were clinging that someone was keeping them tied, they had taken these people hostage as Pranayama mudra around Madari. Hopefully ! If these people were sitting in school like this, the dream of Pandit Jawaharlal Nehru Zee, the first Prime Minister of India, would be fulfilled. These people would have contributed to fulfill the dream of “Uncle Nehru”. But these children, in which some people were friends with us playing in the field like the farm and barn of the village.
Madari intermittently plays and speaks Damru. The melody of playing and speaking was very beautiful and fine. It was nice to sit and listen and nothing better than this was available for the entertainment of children in this period. At that time, no one in the village had even television. That is why people would eradicate their entertainment hunger with the dance of Madari. Like today, television would not have seen the dance of Madari at that time. Perhaps this is the reason why in today's time Madari does not come to any village to show her game. The game of Madari has now reached the verge of extinction.
The game of Madari was about to end. He was lying on one of his companions and covered him with a sheet. Madari plays Damru with one hand, dances the monkey with the other hand. He was standing and telling his words to the people. Madari was restless. He was also nervous due to some big work. He was so nervous that sometimes he spoke loudly, sometimes he spoke slowly and he scared people. Sometimes the audience of Madari would also laugh, sometimes he would become silent and sometimes start thinking. All his spectators got a tuck and were watching Madari. Madari was restless to speak but was trying to muster courage.
Ultimately Madari took courage while speaking. He scolded the people with great affection, but said, "This child who is covered with a sheet, he will disappear in no time, it is someone's son, his mother will cry". All of you bring five hundred grams of grain from your house. When a child did not go to the village to fetch food, he started throwing blood from his mouth, he started to suffer but we could not do anything because this child was found to be a badass. Go running Do not stop anywhere. Come to me directly with grains, otherwise you will be like that child and we will not be able to do anything.
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