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Thursday 20 February 2014

It's Miss History's fault

Part 1: The Village

Part 2


The Aftermath

She returned back after few days, but with a shepherd, Fehma. This teenager, luckily, had left out with his herd for the mountains before the tornado decided to hit the village. Both, and the cattle inclusive, were the sole survivors of the tragedy.

Well, starting it all over there was definitely insane and a waste of time, they could move a bit from there, but they actually went for the very devastated terrain. This anomaly was because that is what they and those blown away in the space of history thought to be the God's will, a tribute to their ancestors and a victory over the devil ("tornadoes" of course).

They built their own house. The maiden had named the baby girl as "Devera", the goddess, as because of her she was 'alive and kicking'. She, and latter Fehma also, respected Devera and nearly worshiped her, thinking that she had been sent by their Lord Nerau. The boy and the lady farmed, raised cattle, Devera (and themselves), stitching a new start to the mournful end. Their pleasantly paced present overruled their recent horrible harsh history and their future brought a new twist in what would be called an epoch later.

They waited for tornadoes but none were seen again, even when Devera turned 20, bearing 3 children. This too was attributed to the birth of Devera and to the favor of the heavens and not to the ultimate change in climate. Consequently, they rejoiced this drawn-out miracle every year by slaughtering a nanny (she-goat) on the birthday of Devera.

Years passed by. T
ravelers (the trouble mongers) far from their land discovered this now reachable place and settled here. They soon became native, were told the story, fascinated by it and came in fold of the newly growing religious trend, but they rather took it far by worshiping Devera, respecting Fehma and hailing the dead maiden. But then after few years Devera died, Fehma died and also many nannies died as per tradition leaving behind a sacred belief and believers with empty heads but pure hearts.


Part 3: The Fault

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