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The Emperor’s New Clothes

Posted by chimeki on November 15, 2016

The emperor thought for a while and then agreed.

He had such a hypnotic charm that people around him couldn’t believe their eyes that their emperor wasn’t even wearing a proper underwear. His white loosely fitted panty betrayed the swell of his testicles, one small the other smaller, and when he took deep sigh of relief both of them shrank as if he had none. Anyway, they were not used to blaming the emperor for their misfortune but their own stars. ‘Whatever good happens, happens because of him and for everything bad they must see their own flaws’, the people read and heard almost every hour in the government radio and private news channels.

So when the guy from a brand management firm offered him those pair of clothes which he said belonged to the King whose order the emperor had longed to restore, the emperor as well the people around him couldn’t say no.

For a brief moment the emperor too had hesitated. Conscious, as he was about his appearance and impression, he even felt an uncontrollable urge to kick that guy out of his court who the emperor thought was carrying nothing but an empty hanger. But he didn’t for he had come with a recommendation and a visiting card of a firm subsidiary to the firm which gave him helicopters and private jets to fly across the continent and the money to buy people who mattered at a time when his own men schemed against him and desired his fall.emperor

‘What do you think?’ he asked his almost bald minister whose head spilled oil and lubricated his remaining hair as to give them the wet look.

The minister instantly agreed and even praised the emperor’s quick wit. He knew the emperor liked that way. The minister wasn’t born yesterday like the lady in the red saree, who liked to show that she could also think. Once the emperor liked the lady’s remark and even praised her boldness, next time he sent a messenger who told the lady to play down and lastly the emperor pulled the chair just when she had adjusted her green saree to sit on it. The emperor laughed on his own joke and rest laughed because feeling sorry wasn’t an option. Even after the meeting when the emperor had left for the USA no one came forward to console her. She sucked her pride in and put it safely in the depth of her chest.

‘What do you say?’ the emperor looked at other minister. The minister shuddered and felt like he was slipping. The almost bald minister gave him his hand in a way no one saw.

‘Spectacular’, the other minister said. He too knew the emperor liked that way. Once, just before the emperor had taken over the reign of the empire of sea of people and vast stretch of natural resource which leaders of the world envied and wanted to come over and loot, he had dared to cross the line, which he was sure he didn’t see. Next day, his son was imprisoned by the authority for misusing his own father’s authority and private news channels speculated on his future as the minister. He pleaded the emperor and cursed his fate for being the father of such rascal. The benevolent emperor forgave him and reinstated him on his former seat but with a clear yet unspoken message.

Then, uncharacteristic of him, he thought of seeking for his counsel of his subjects through MyGov.in but stopped just in time. ‘They know that I know what they want’, he said to himself and agreed to the proposal of the guy with the recommendation and the visiting card of the firm which was subsidiary to the firm which had supported him when no one was ready to help him.

It is a week now and the emperor has refused to change the clothes. The private news channels and the government radio are telling people that they are living in a historic time and they should cooperate. And the subjects are awaiting the restoration of the order of the King the emperor has promised to restore. He wants just 50 days to do so.

PS: Four children of a neighborhood knew that the emperor was naked but their voice was silenced by a long hush of their parents.


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