Adventures of Mooman: Ep 05 - Protest at Jantar Mantar
A cow that was abducted by aliens returns to earth with superpowers to fight crime and injustice.
Jantar Mantar, New Delhi, India
Protest against Mooman had amplified after our beloved superhero had given an unplanned interview where she ridiculed some of the organizations criticizing her.
One such group was protesting at Jantar Mantar in Delhi. A large number of reporters had gathered to cover the event since the protest group was being led by the President of Rashtriya Gau Rakshak Dal (National Cow Protection Party).
The President and his supporters had set up a dais from where he was addressing the press.
“We have only one demand, Mooman must leave this country immediately.”
“Why are you demanding that? asked Dwarka, the reporter our Mooman had saved a few days ago. “Mooman has caught a lot of criminals, she has been nothing but an asset to the country.”
“Who gave her the authority to go after these criminals? We have a very capable Police Department in this country, why is she meddling in their affairs.” The President was quick to reply, he then went on to ask his own question. “Mooman claims to have been abducted by the aliens, what prove do we have for that?”
“She is a talking cow with superpowers.” One of the reporters interjected softly.
“Yes, and that is all we know about her.” The President defended. “What if she was sent by an enemy nation? What if she is here to steal our defense secrets? We have reports that she has even worked with The Chief of Intelligence Bureau.”
“Sir, these are some serious allegations, do you have any proof to back it up?” asked another reporter.
“We have confirmed reports that Mooman had visited Tanot, a town on the border of India and Pakistan, to catch a ‘thief’.” The President answered. “Why did she not take the Police along with her? There are a lot of unanswered questions surrounding her.”
“As the President of Rashtriya Gau Rakshak Dal, shouldn’t you be protecting cows, instead of making allegations against them?” asked Dwarka, who was visibly upset with the proceedings.
“We are here to protect our national cows, this freak is not Indian, she doesn’t even look like any of our cows.” The President replied angrily. “She also calls herself Mooman, our cows don’t say Moo, they say Hummaaa.”
“Would you rather I call myself HummaMan?” Mooman had just flown into Jantar Mantar where the press conference was going on. Her horns were glowing red. She then looked at the row of reporters. “Sorry I had to gatecrash your party, but there was too much bullshit going on here for me to simply ignore it.” She then turned towards the President on the dais. “I thought about that name, but it sounded more like ‘Hump a man’ so I dropped it and went with Mooman instead.”
“See, how she uses crude language?” The President spat. “She has no respect for our tradition and culture, she is definitely not from this Holy Land.”
“Mr. President, I think maybe you should go on a tour of this country,” Mooman smiled at him. “I recommend starting with Khajuraho Temples in Madhya Pradesh, I believe it will be an eye-opening experience for you.”
The reporters laughed, the President and his supporters were however not amused.
“As for my looks, my father was a Holstein cow imported from Netherlands but my mother was a local Gir cow,” Mooman explained.
“If you are truly from this country, say Bharat Mata ki Jai (Long live India) say it.” The President said furiously pointing his right index finger at her.
“Bharat Mata ki Jai,” said Mooman, raising her eyebrows in bewilderment. “Is that it? Am I done, am I confirmed Indian now? At least ask me to name all the 29 states and 7 Union Territories along with their capitals.”
The President looked uncomfortable and quickly changed the topic. “Cows are worshiped in India and are treated with utmost respect. You are just an illegal immigrant who wants to leech all the benefits.”
Just then a group of policemen approached the gathering. The senior officer leading the force went straight towards Mooman. “Please come with us, we have a warrant for your arrest.” He said handing Mooman a legislative piece of paper.
Everyone was silent as Mooman read the paper, she then looked up at the officer bleakly.
“Officer, what is this all about?” asked Dwarka, making her way towards them.
“They are accusing me of burning down a village,” Mooman looked blankly at her.
“It’s not possible,” Dwarka said raising her voice. “Must be a misunderstanding.”
Dwarka then saw for the first time on Mooman’s long face an expression she had never seen before, fear had set in as our superhero said. “The survivors say it was a talking cow.”
To be continued…
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