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The dry winds were whistling the end of the year, with the greeting of the warm sunlight as its new and old guest. The streets of London were marked with few spectators as the others chosen to enjoy the warmth of their homes and have a sip of coffee. The sun although being warm, was a miser with its gifts but it did not let the birds fling their heart along.
In the desolate bench, sat Mr. Houston with a thick jacket on his back and a passport on his hand. The scenic beauty too could not relieve Mr.Houston as he heaved heavy sighs along and glued his eye to the document.
The dryness of the surrounding matched his mood as he had another sip of his black coffee. The world was over for him and so was his struggle. He looked at the Passport again which contained the stern instruction,
“Mr. Houston is prohibited to land in India until further order”.
Mr. Houston went to Mumbai in his early twenties and supported the freedom movement with funds and secret writings. He also helped to spread the Swadeshi Movement in the commercial capital.
He was forbidden to enter into India.
He constantly thought of how he can again go to India, but every time he went to the airport, there
was only one message,
“Sir, you are forbidden. I am sorry”.
Houston lost all his hopes of returning to the ‘British India’,
When suddenly his face flung to joy!
“Why I didn’t think of it earlier !”.
Now, I will go to India! With the help of this very Passport! Our thriller stories have started taking its shape!
Thriller stories with a No.1 Twist: The Journey to the Play of Words
He had to keep this plan as a secret. So, only his close friends knew of his ‘word-play’. He forged a story- he was going for a vacation to Sri Lanka! To enjoy the tea gardens and the scent of the Ceylon islands and to have a good time there!
There was no time to waste, he got his VISA approved, and was ready to fly – But the airport official at once looked at his
passport and asked,
“Sir, please think of Sri Lanka only!”
“Of course! Tea gardens here I come!”
He landed in Sri Lanka in a couple of days, and
was ready to visit his favorite- I mean, the nearest railway station!
From Ceylon, he took a train to Mumbai and was his
looking forward as the station grew close, That he will be arrested!
The station arrived, he boarded off the train, only to find a crew of policemen there,
“Sir! You shouldn’t have come back here !”
“No, I should and I will!”
The plan was executed, he was arrested and was brought before the Justice, But there was not a scar in Houston’s face. Rather, he smiled and waited for his trial. We are in the climax of our thriller stories.
Thriller stories with a No.1 Twist: Trial of the Play of Words
“Mr. Houston, you were prohibited to enter into India but you have disobeyed the orders. Do you have anything to say in defense ?”
“Yes, My Lord! This is a classic case of illegal arrest and the police should be punished for the offense!”
The Courtroom was stunned! Everyone assumed Houston to be sick. He continued, “I have maintained due procedure of law and have abided by all orders of the state!”
“But you entered in India when you were prohibited from doing so!”
“No, My Lord! I lawfully entered into India”
At this very point, the courtroom knew one thing, Either Houston is extremely clever or utterly foolish!” But it patiently waited as Mr. Houston began,
“My Lord! The Passport authority prohibited me from “to land me in India until further orders”. And when we say “land”, we mean landing from plane or ship. Boarding off from the train does not mean to “land” and hence, I never landed in India at all !!
I landed in Sri Lanka and came to Bombay by train, and hence I lawfully entered in India following the orders of the state, And I demand to be immediately released without further delay”
The Judge was puzzled and the prosecutor tried to mumble but his logic was right, There was an error in the order he caught it. Mr.Houston was ultimately released and now he was in India among his brave friends, who greeted him with garlands and sweets as he walked out of the Courtroom. There was only one thing to be said –
Words, play me false !!
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