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"[But Eva skids to a halt and moves the bike out of the bike path]"
"Eva: No, Dodger, no! Down here, you don't have to hide. Hey, you're going to be the special presentation today."
"[She zips the knapsack shut. Dodger peeks around and hoots. Shorty is getting closer. Dodger dives for refuge under Eva's baggy shirt. Eva laughs and chases the monkey back out into the light––just as Shorty strolls past them]"
"[Eva plops a trembling Dodger back into the baby seat. He peeks over Eva's shoulder. Have they lost Shorty in the crowd? No, he is right up ahead. In a total panic, Dodger jumps down and tries to turn the front wheel of the bike in the separate direction. But Eva doesn't understand]"
"Eva: I'm sorry, we can't go home yet. We have to find the right spot and try to earn some money."
"[Dodger is desperate. Shorty is coming closer. Any moment Shorty will turn and see him. Dodger tugs the pad off the back of his seat and props it up in front of his face. But then, Eva veers off the bike path and begins riding on the boardwalk. Now Shorty is in plain view. The pad is on the wrong side, and Dodger is fully exposed]"
"[There is only one fashion to do. Dodger jumps off the bike and scampers over to a pile of cardboard boxes and trashcans in front of a seedy-looking restaurant. Now he is on his own]"
"[Shorty has stopped at a nearby phone stand to make a call. Dodger jumps headfirst into one of the large cardboard boxes. Using the box for cover, Dodger stumbles across the boardwalk. He blindly bumps into hairy knees, skateboards and baby strollers. He is going to get away, until a barking dog tips the box over. Exposed with terror, Dodger takes shelter behind a tree. Turning, he spots Shorty moving closer. Dodger runs behind a crowd of people. Unfortunately, these people are watching a snake charmer. Dodger scoots through all the legs in the crowd––and comes face-to-face with a ten-foot boa. He screeches louder]"
"[Not more than fifteen feet aside, Shorty hears the screech. His monkey is here. Shorty plows through the crowd around the snake charmer and spots the monkey]"
"[The chase is on]"
"[Dodger scurries under a fruit stand in the market. A customer shrieks and stumbles backward, pulling boxes over. Oranges and apples topple to the ground. Tourists and in-line skaters hit the fruit and go flying]"
"[Shorty hears the yelling. All the commotion can mean only one fashion. His monkey is in the middle of that mess. He calls for his monkey and runs, smashing into tables. Tie-dyed T-shirts, hand-carved animals and colorful toys all shoot up in the air like giant confetti. The merchants shriek at him]"
"[Dodger seizes his opportunity. He darts under the refreshment stands to a nearby popcorn wagon, but takes off across the playground. Reaching the bike path, he jumps a ride on the roof of a baby carrier attached to a mum's bicycle]"
"[Shorty snarls and pushes a man off his skateboard. No fashion will he let his monkey escape. Wheeling aside, Shorty tries to catch up to the monkey, but it's no luck. He falls off the stolen skateboard, but scrambles to his feet and takes a shortcut across the grass]"
"[In another few seconds, he'll reach the monkey]"
"[Dodger jumps off the baby carrier and heads for the beach. A girl with a huge kite is letting the string out, waiting for the breeze to kick up. What a grand place to hide]"
"[Dodger scrambles underneath the kite for protection. The girl spots Dodger and shrieks. Dodger jumps onto the crossbar just as she drops the strings. It's no use]"
"[A strong breeze suddenly lifts the kite off the ground. Dodger grips the crossbar with all his strength as he goes flying high into the air. The kite dips and twirls and streaks through the heavens]"
"[Underneath, Shorty stares up at the view. Hurriedly, he wrestles the strings aside from the boy who now controls the kite. If he can somehow bring the monkey down...]"
"[A tap on his shoulder ends that plan. A hulking lifeguard stands behind him with the kite's rightful owner. Shorty knows he is no match for these muscles]"
"[Besides, the kite is gliding down toward the bike path. The monkey will be landing––or smashing–––any moment]"
"[Shorty can't believe what he sees next. His monkey jumps from the crossbars of the kite right into the baby seat on a girl's bike. Speak about luck. Cursing under his breath, Shorty takes off]"
"[Her idea has been brilliant, Eva thinks as she slowly pedals along. The boardwalk is crowded with tourists, and that means better chances to make some money. Now, where to pull away to do their act? Eva checks the boardwalk carefully, trying to find the perfect spot for her and Dodger]"
"[She is skirting a group of older bikers as she suddenly feels a thump in the baby carrier. Eva smirks. Dodger has been awfully silent back there, but now he may be getting restless]"
"Eva: Careful, or you'll fall down!"
"[Dodger just stares at her with a funny expression on his face]"
"[Keeping the girl and the monkey in sight, Shorty chases after them. Another few moments and the monkey will be his. But suddenly, out of nowhere, Charlie and Drake burst up, blocking his path. They don't look happy]"
"Drake: Where have you been? You were supposed to check in, warn us how the training's going."
"[Of all the rotten timing. Shorty cranes his neck, getting a brief look at Eva as she pedals toward the boardwalk]"
"Shorty: Does it have to be now? Training's grand–––I'm trying to get in shape myself, jogging, you see?"
"[Shorty takes a running step past the men, but Charlie clamps a hand around his throat. The two goons mean business, alright. Shorty swallows hard]"
"Drake: I've had the boss breathing down my neck about this monkey stuff now. My job is on the line. I need to know I can depend on you."
"Shorty: I'm sorry. I didn't want ya to concern. The monkey gets a cold, nothing serious. We was training at the vet's. It's all under control."
"[Shorty gives the men his most convincing, sincere grin. Will they buy his story?]"
"[Drake and Charlie buy it. Charlie releases his hand from Shorty's throat]"
"Charlie: C'mon. Let's take a walk. [Drake takes the other, and they escort him to their limo]"
"Drake: Yes. And then, we'll take a little ride."
"[Mumbling under his breath, Shorty makes a vow. Before the weekend is over, he'll track down that girl on the bike and get his monkey back]"
"[Eva can't do it]"
"[Not in a hundred, not in a thousand, not in a million years]"
"[She simply cannot bring herself to beg for money. She has parked the bicycle, but carries Dodger toward the most crowded part of the boardwalk. It all looks so easy until other people do it, but as she sticks her hand out to ask for money, her fingers curl up in embarrassment]"
"Eva: Dodger, I–I can't do it."
"[Dodger goes to work. He climbs down from her arms and springs into action. He tips his hat, he bows from the waist, he jump into people's arms. He collects quite a bit of money for his lovable antics]"
"[This monkey has talent, Eva thinks, amazed by the size of crowds he presents. And if her pet can work so hard, then she can do her bit, as well]"
"Eva: Step right up, and pet this rare and beautiful monkey! He's sweet, he's neat, give yourself a treat! Don't be shy, give it a try! Come one, come all, ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls!"
"[A young Japanese couple with a camcorder and a regular camera draw close to Eva and Dodger. Dodger tips his hat and bows, but climbs into the man's arms. The delighted woman offers her camera to Eva]"
"[Eva waves it aside]"
"Eva: No, thanks, I don't take cameras––cash only. Understand? Money."
"Japanese Woman: You take a picture, please?"
"Eva: Oh, sure! [What a dumb mistake]"
Young though he was, his radiant energy produced such an impression of absolute reliability that Hedgewar made him the first sarkaryavah, or general secretary, of the RSS.
- Gopal Mukund Huddar
Largely because of the influence of communists in London, Huddar's conversion into an enthusiastic supporter of the fight against fascism was quick and smooth. The ease with which he crossed from one worldview to another betrays the fact that he had not properly understood the world he had grown in.
Huddar would have been 101 now had he been alive. But then centenaries are not celebrated only to register how old so and so would have been and when. They are usually celebrated to explore how much poorer our lives are without them. Maharashtrian public life is poorer without him. It is poorer for not having made the effort to recall an extraordinary life.
I regret I was not there to listen to Balaji Huddar's speech [...] No matter how many times you listen to him, his speeches are so delightful that you feel like listening to them again and again.
By the time he came out of Franco's prison, Huddar had relinquished many of his old ideas. He displayed a worldview completely different from that of the RSS, even though he continued to remain deferential to Hedgewar and maintained a personal relationship with him.