Kanglei beauty for the Beasts-Part3

The Major is deeply disturbed by the stark light of the lantern, he withdraws from the room and issues his desire to interrogate the members of the  family in separate rooms. The parents are herded to their bedroom , the little sisters taken upstairs; they wail in vain, deeply distressed by this Sanjit begs that he be allowed to accompany the sisters.

 While begging he has already taken few steps ahead, this is misconstrued as an affront and thus has aroused the contempt of the Major who has not  given any green signal. 


The contemptuous man strides forwards to grab the brother by the neck , his hand runs up to grad the hair and having got the right grip he yanks Sanjit out of the room and pushes him out of the house. 


Sanjit finds himself at the feet of a few giggling but still jumpy soldiers who seize him by the shoulders, press him against the ground. His mouth stuffed with rifle barrels, chest under the heavy boots he lies there immobile like a man waiting for fate's delivery.

In the living room his elder sister, Chanu, stands facing the Major with a rising fury. Its has has shot up straight to her head and the senses in her have been ruled by the fury derived out of her sisterly instinct. 

She flings herself against the Major and grabs the man by his throat, the man falls on his back on the hard concrete floor, the rifle between him and the floor. Before he can feel the deep pain the lady showers heavy slaps and punches on his face ,as though she is possessed ,and her fists pounding against the bullet-proofed chest. Only when he has realised the pain and it has been felt with humiliation he plucks her from his body like a monster picking a pestering minute creature from its furry body. 

The lady lies on her back over the floor, her sarong gathered above her knees ,exposing the legs, the thin shawl over the top on the floor. She lies there for  quite a while panting in fury as if accumulating her might to fight back, but this gives the Major enough time to glance what he has long been deprived of. 

A smile ,resembling a twitch ,passes across his face and lingers around the mouth for a while, then like a seasoned actor he transforms it to a frown , then he makes it look like a grave frown full of malice. He moves around the lady on the floor like a hunter walking about a wounded prey, cautiously examining and calculating what he should do next ,and how he should finish the fun without injuring himself.

After having skirted around for few times ,he halts the movement and his left foot steps on the shawl and removes it beyond imaginary circle he has drawn with his strides. He bends down and gets hold of the lady’s long silky black hair and pulls her up, her body shakes and she struggles like a rabbit is grabbed by its long ears. Knowing that her strength has ebbed in fury she spits at the face of the man. This compels the Major to use his other hand to slap the face of the ferocious lady rendering her to wither. In one’s extreme fury one is  always weak.

He  makes her sit in a chair and plants himself in front of her with the wish to interrogate her. In other room, the parents are told to open all the wardrobes, soon they have opened the doors the soldiers grab the stacked up garments and pull them down, the china are grabbed to be smashed against the floor resembling some wild destructive kids throwing a tantrum to get attention. 

Upon the thrust garments and broken china they stamp their feet repeatedly. Sanjit’s mother beseeches in Meiteilon which sound rather twinkling to their ears.; they giggle in unison and release “ Shut up, you old slut!” 


To be continued........