This is the 2nd in the series of recapitulation in my own words portions of Pandit Nilakantha Das's Biography in Odia....
A pre teen Nilakantha Das shifted to the temple town of Puri, the place closest to his village for studying in Middle School. While staying in a CHHATRABAS or Student's abode (also called Mess in the local lingo), it was essential to get a Brahmin cook, as the boarders won't eat food cooked by cooks from any caste other than a Brahmin. Finding cooks was the easier part, but retaining them over a longer period of time was a challenge.
Luckily for them one cook stayed long enough to form a bond with the fellow boarders. Being a fellow SASANA BRAHMANA (from upper caste Brahmin dominated villages surrounding Puri), he was familiar with their needs and was never treated as a servant. A religious person, he religiously prepared frugal but freshly cooked hot meals for the kids befitting the occasions. The food was mostly Rice, Dal with boiled Eggplants (Brinjal) interspersed with occasional fish, shrimp HALADI PANI (turmeric laced curry).
During exam nights, he would wake them up early in the morning, the best time to study, motivating them to focus, never forgetting to keep tab on the errant students who would escape to watch JHULANA JATRA (Swing Festival of Radha and Krishna), a popular religious fair in the town. "Do well in academics, you will succeed. So and so is a HAKIMA (big officer) now, for he studied hard. You should emulate him" - he would read the riot act, yet never going overboard.
But it was not in Nilakantha Das's fate to become a HAKIMA. Destiny had other things in store for him. Soon he came in touch with Gopabandhu Das, a locally well known charismatic figure, later famous as UTKALA MANI or the Jewel of Odisha. Along with his other friend Acharya Harihara, they would often travel to Gopabandhu's native village of SUANDO on the banks of river BHARGAVI to serve the local populace troubled by the recurring, frequent Cholera epidemics.
One evening the friends were sitting on a CHAANHA (a carpet to seat on, sewn from coconut leaves which is plentiful in that area) overlooking burning funeral pyres on the river bank at twilight hour. As they watched jackals fighting over half burnt cholera corpses, the friends promised to themselves - rather than going for government jobs, they should devote themselves to SAMAJ SEVA (Social service).
No disease was as devastating and scourge among the people, as the dreaded Cholera was. The dysentery causing disease would create havoc, cause quick dehydration, killing in hundreds, often wiping out entire villages in matter of weeks. Nilakantha Das has vividly described the cholera epidemics of the year 1899, just after the famous RATH YATRA ( Chariot festival) in Puri. 100s of dead bodies were strewn around the famous BADA DANDA (the Broadway), the lifeline of Puri connecting to the temple.
No one would ever dare to get close to BAADI MADA (the cholera carcasses) lying to rot on the road. The few HADIs or untouchables enlisted to clean would ply them on carts and dump them after digging mass graves on sallow, sandy soil closer to the sea. It was a common sight to see those left for dead often crawling out of the pits, begging for water as passerbys would avoid them - lest they earn the wrath of BAADI THAKURANI, the Goddess of Cholera.
Young Nilakantha's School was closed for 15 days. With nowhere to go, he started walking on the Jagannath SADAK (Highway) towards his village of Sri Ramachandrapur. The road of 6 miles was full of dead bodies, he counted 39 of them. The stench was unbearable. He saw a group of snarling jackels vying for a corpse, scavenging from whatever the meat left, already turned white from dehydration. This unforgettable scene was ghastly enough for him to mention in his autobiography.
Cholera was not the only epidemic of the time. The Calcutta - Puri train service was established in the year 1901. It brought many new things to the town, improving its economy. So also came a new disease in the form of Malaria, brought by the arrivals from Bengal.
This hitherto unheard disease soon started spreading its tentacles in the city via female Anopheles mosquitoes. Nilakantha Das had its share, as he had a bout of Malaria and became extremely weak, but survived as destiny had more things in store for him.
TO BE CONTINUED, AS I READ 📖 FURTHER
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