The Mind Creative - JUNE 2104 JUNE 2014 | Page 44

The Mind Creative March 2014 Joypur was known to all and sundry as a sleepy town during the eighties. Nothing really exciting ever happened. The summer of 1980 was different though. What began as an offhand laughable rumour, turned into a storm of panic stricken reports of a psychopathic killer who lurked around the lonely streets; decapitating the unsuspecting passersby. For the residents of Joypur, who had not even had the excitement of having a mugging or a single murder in recent months to break up the monotony, all this was indeed very exciting. Soon the unknown killer was named “Murkatta” – the head chopper and with the excitement came some unexpected outcomes. Hateful neighbours, who detested each other with ferocious intensity, suddenly warmed up to each other with stories about the “Murkatta”. Others, in the Parihar Chowk suburb, spoke (with ghoulish pleasure, of course) about the possibility of Mr. Chopra who worked the late shift being a prospective victim. Mothers would rush down to the fences whispering excitedly about the next strike and street corners, corner shops, social dinners and schools would be agog with tales of the Murkatta. The increasing pace of the reports and rumours soon made it impossible to distinguish between fact and fiction. In fact, everyone soon realized that no one had yet seen a body with the head chopped off. It was always a second hand report. And those were in no short supply. A dhobi was rumoured to have been beheaded during his early morning trip to the river for the first wash of clothes and a beggar was rumoured to have been discovered with his stricken head laid on his stomach while a woman (a poor vegetable vendor) going early for her purchases from the sabji mandi, was found without her head in the Centenary Park. However, the rumours came to a head when the decapitated body of a rich trader was actually found by one of our neighbours. The panic came home to roost and excitement was quickly replaced with fear. No one was sure if this was the handiwork of the Murkatta 44