YatraTatraSarvatra

Before the Deputy Sahib could say anything, the Principal, leaving aside his social shame, fell straight at his feet. Hey! What are you doing? Let go of my leg! The Deputy Sahib stepped back in a start, but was careful not to let go. He knew that the longer the prey lingered at his feet, the more the tent would loosen.Half of the Principals earnings were honestly distributed to Principal Guddu Thakur. His son, Vicky Thakur, was a promising student at this school. He was wasting his precious time in school with the sole purpose of ensuring that the government would not make education mandatory for contesting elections in the future; otherwise, he had no shortage of talent.Seeing the Principal groveling at the Deputy Sahibs feet, he couldnt bear it. He screamed out loud, Massa, your name is Parashuram, and youre acting like Sudama? This corrupt man is demanding a bribe from you. Instead of groveling at his feet, pick up your axe and destroy these corrupt people from the face of the earth!This book These stories, which attack corruption and expose the white-collar criminals, will stir, anger, and agitate us, and perhaps even inspire us to take action to eradicate all-pervasive corruption.