“What is it in your hand?” Daddoo asked.
“History.”
“History?” Daddoo asked.
“Yes,” said Lobster, “the famous dice rolled by Lord
Mountbatten to decide the date.”
“Date for what?” Daddoo wondered.
“Date for the transfer of power and grant
complete-governance to India.”
“That’s not true!” said a berated Daddoo, “He didn't roll
any dice.”
“Oh yes, he did roll the dice.”
“No, he did not,” continued Daddoo, “the date was chosen as
it was also the second anniversary of Japan’s surre..”
“That’s just a coincidence.” Lobster interrupted, “But an
interesting one as you would see soon.”
“If that’s true then why haven’t I read about it anywhere? Why
haven’t I heard of it before? It never happened. He never rolled the dice.” Daddoo was in a combative mood.
“Well, what about this-
Lord Mountbatten picked his nose and hid
the intruder underside the mahogany table placed near the west corner window in
his study room eleven days after he had decided to quit nose picking! Have
you heard of this? Can you deny this ever happening because you haven’t read it anywhere? There is a possibility, and no one can deny that,” Lobster
continued, “Besides, I know the story.”
“What story?”
“They forged eight dice in the fire of the belly of Warren
Hastings. Three were given to Tokugawa Y and ended up in the hands of Hirohito
who rolled them in 1945; two were given to Benjamin Franklin, later ended up in
the hands of another Franklin who rolled them in 1945, twice, but couldn’t play
the game himself; and three were given to Asaf-ud-Daula who gifted them back to
Warren Hastings as a consolation when the latter wouldn’t stop crying after
getting scolded by Nana Phadnavis in 1782. The three dice were rolled several
times by different viceroys before being finally handed over to Lord Mountbatten
on the promise that he would quit the bad habit,” Narrated Lobster.
He continued, “And they forge one more Die to roll them
all. A die so powerful that it would..”
“This sounds funny,” Daddoo interrupted suspiciously, “I
have heard something like this before with far more dark and beautiful imagery. I don't remember where but this certainly sounds familiar, and funny.”
“Now you wouldn’t trust it because you have heard it before!” Lobster was getting
ready to leave the room, “Anyway, Happy Independence Day!”
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