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I called on my closest relatives and let them know that I am in a good mood and that I am going to make some personal choices , take a break from all the buzz and maintain low profile. But for my wife and eldest son, no one knows that I have got my exit ticket. I still attempt to go with honor and pride because that's how weak the human mind is. It hugs onto ego till the very last moment, until you just can't afford to breathe anymore. I let them know that out of the gains from my last year, I wished to share some of the bounty with them and administered a private auction in my 11th floor. I had my 5 lawyers , 10 witnesses, personal doctor and 3 bodyguards around me and a secret camera that filmed the entire procedure. I had internally decided to give out 10 million from my overall worth to those outside my immediate family , in a last minute gesture of munificence, to win a direct flight to the best place in the after life. Here's the thing, you can't bathe all the time in mud , splash the mud all over the others and then when you get out, give them a clean towel and a mug of water. There is no cost that can quantify the pain of pain, disrespect and grief you inflict on those around you. The cost is , the exit ticket and a well planned out karmic procedure until the last breathe escapes you , after having taught you the weight of your actions. Let me take a break here, it got little Bhagwad Gita here.
So, I let my wife and Lakshyan , eldest boy be aware of my plan to take out 10 mil and decide on the most ethical share on the remaining assets among the family. They were surprisingly obliging and worked with me in my last assignment - before the final flight. After having made my close relatives spellbound with the million rupee share that I just handed over to them. I next, called on the parents of the most poorest students in the school where I was Executive Board Member and waived their next 5 years education fees. That moment, 10 set of hands came running to my feet as it got wet in quick time , by the tears of gratitude that was ejaculating from the parents. You might wonder , how poor parents could even afford a seat in my school. I had locked them with a bond where they have to attend to the works of my factory in return with education for their children and half the salary the others got. I sent them out, that took out another million . I called on all the 100+ servants who worked hand-in-mouth in my 15 floor Mansion and gave out them each cheques appreciating their individual best decisions during the time they served me and my interests. I also had them sign a bond to continue working for the family until they were fired. That took out half a million. I called on my lawyers to spread the remaining half a million between them exclusively for attending my last set of legal works .
It had to be perfect, my signature is a complex one, so no one can forge it and they worked like donkeys to make sure my documents and assets were in order . 3 down. Another 7 to go. I then called on my astrologer to whom I had given an assignment to identify the most deserving charities, that really did the work they claimed. My astrologer is also well connected , so he tends to direct people into acts of charity as a divine remedy for escaping the bad planetary placements. I invested a million exclusively for the Food Donation schemes across charities, temples, mosques and churches that really stood out and used it exclusively for the cost of procuring food and serving it. I had one of my lawyers nominate a guy to oversee that the funds where exclusively used just for this purpose and the best decisions were made in spending it, so that they don't over spend it or waste it or cheat it to make gains. I split half a million and set up an emi scheme for the next 5 years as salary for the auditors and legal counsellors who will oversee this Food Donation Project. I had 3 of my grandkids come and select 10 random patients who were suffering from severe illness , whose profiles were selected from the Internet Fundraisers. The 10 patients that were selected, were to be granted equal share from the half million for their treatment expenses . 5 Mil to go.
I called on the chief minister's office of my state and pledged 1 mil for the recent pandemic that took out breadwinners of families and whose income was severely punctured and assigned the responsibility to my second child , Vindya Srimandar. The CMO was kind enough to broadcast this on media and the goodwill poured in. 4 to go. I called on Best Universities across 5 states in the South and Told them that I will be transferring a certain amount to their college funds to be given as scholarship to the best student whose family income was the least. I let them know that, the candidates should write an exam and an essay on the 10 greatest things My forefathers and myself did. I had to make sure the legacy lived on, and even if this appears supremely egotistic, I need to make sure my progeny has enough merit to keep running my empire. I suggested that the exam syllabus should be something relating to the tradition and culture of India , in order to make them earn their scholarship with pride in the nation. 3 to go. I called on my 3rd child who was doing his masters in Psychiatry and made him prepare a list of major psychiatric hospitals in India. As the cost of treating mental illness is high, not to mention the permanent impact it has on the patients due to the treatment nature. I invested half a million in granting treatments to girl patients, rape survivors , child rape victims , acid attack victims and transgenders who suffered form mental illness. I asked him to work on a list of most severe cases by working with the institutions and bearing the cost of treatment for these selected patients . I invested the other half million in the healthcare treatments of old prisoners in jails across the country who were serving life sentences due to various crimes. I did this, with the intention that, If by some stroke of miracle, I survived, despite the mistakes I had done in my life, how grateful I would feel.
The last 2 mil were to be dealt with. I called on a famous internet blogger and made him document all of this in a book , which will be an Exclusive book on this final mission of mine . I had him sign on a non disclosure, non reversible , unbreachable bond that swore to secrecy of this mission as all of this were only known to those who were immediately benefited by my philanthropy and I had to get the word out through a book. He will not divulge the contents to anyone, he will not take up any new projects and he will have to ensure the book gets published in best shape and sells out across the country. You might ask, how is this even a charity. I invested half a mil as salary and publishing expenses to him for his efforts , which will be paid only after the book sold 1 lakh copies and the proceedings of the profits will go to environment projects in my state. I am a businessman till death. 1.5 mil pending. I called on my last child, Harshitha who is an Animal's Right Activist and Honorary member of PETA by virtue of her education and my reputation. I instructed her to identify 10 zoological parks that were being challenged for maintenance of the birds and animals and to oversee the costs of protecting the wild beast and birds and to nurture them to good health with quality food and living conditions. I gave her a cheque of half a mil and ordered her firmly to take on this project with full sincerity. Last mil pending. I split half of it , across government hospitals in my state for cost of proper burial and cremation of unclaimed bodies due to various reasons . I am myself going to go in a few days, I want to make sure , I had people waiting to welcome me in gratitude as I arrive up there . The last half a mil, I gave it to my wife, under the condition that she must use it for charity projects at her discretion, on my name after I departed. I wanted to give her a share of the Good karma for having played my Wife in this life.
These proceedings consumed 7 days of my left time and I could see that I was nearing. I wanted to get a breathe of fresh air one last time, and I stepped outside my mansion without my armor bulletproof suit and bouncers . I would have gone 10 steps ahead when a bullet came and hit my neck slicing a chunk of flesh. I was profusely bleeding. I blacked out instantly. I didn't even get to say goodbye to my family nor offer a prayer in my private mandir inside the mansion. I wasn't sure where I will be now heading to . I was losing consciousness. I was disappearing, as I could see my guards doing something to my body. My time was shortened , but just in time before I could execute my last project. I leave with a satisfied heart and soul, as I am well aware of the mistakes I made, but I was human enough at least in the end , to remember that when the time comes, there is nothing in this earth that can extend it but Love. It was discovered that the person who pulled the trigger was hiding , waiting for me to come out for the past 7 days to assassinate me. But God kept me breathing for 7 days as I was redeeming myself for the actions of the past, out of love for the creation he created. My love for his creation, won me his love, as I escaped a premature ugly death , had I came out the 1st day itself.
Love alone Triumphs. And that is the Truth, that always Triumphs.
Never ever desert love from your heart. Because, that's all that matters in the end.
Peace.
