Fiction of the truth.....

I was a small entrepreneur of Calcutta. I used to sell vegetables in the crowded lanes of the

city. People from different states used to come here. The city was very prosperous. But that

horrific day I am going to tell you..... Now listen to my story everyone....if you have heart.

It was like normal day, I woke up at five o clock morning, it was part of my daily routine all

things were as usual, but I was unaware of the fact that it was the day when Kalikata will

come under black clouds... I took my thela or in English we say cart on which I used to sell

vegetables. As usual the market was full of public till seven o clock all other shopkeepers

were ready with their shops in which the stuffs will kept in the way that they will look most

attractive in the market... Oh! Sorry I forgotten to tell you two most important things, first

the date, which was 1717.. and our ruler's name Murshid Quli Khan. Now I will continue

with my story....So that day's afternoon we got a messenger from Mughal sultanate, he

announced- “ Sultan Farruksiyar has given the East India Company to duty free trade in

India”.

Now I will give a little introduction to East India Company. It was mercantile company

which came to India for buying traditional Indian stuff which are native to India and sell it

very high prices in their country so called 'England.' Now to continue with the story....

Farruksiyar was a weak ruler he never looked at his sultanate from his accession till today. This weakness of the ruler proved milestone to the Company.... the started to make a fort at the the bank of river Hoogli. They put their private force and ammunitions without

prior pemission of nawab there. Soon after that Quli Khan died, his son Siraj-ud-Daulah ascended

the throne of Nawab, he had a respet in province....he was dedicated to his state..but his powers did

not worked against company...He was angered with the advancing of British in his province, he

asked them publicly to put down thier fortification, but they didn't agreed, I remember that day

when the royal horses marched to Fort William, with royal guards and his majesty, they entered the

fort and captured it, they declared their authority on fort and put some hundred men in a small room

for whole night, at morning few of them survived, this success of nawab didn't live much long...

soon East India Company called one of their most able General Robert Clive, he was a clever as

well as intellignet man his personality showed how he could handle situation, on a very day

Comapny's force under guidence of Robert Clive captured fort once a gain from authority of

Nawab, nawab was badly defeated in that fight. Nawab was taken to his palace and was forced to

sign a treaty called treaty of Alinagar. But Britishers were not satisfied with this defeat of Nawab

hey want to throw out nawab form his throne completely. They tried tooth to nail for this

purpose..everyday they would go to royal palace or house of nawab's corrupt nobles....they try to win

over them... but the heveans fell when they won over mind of one of nawab's most important noble,

his general of his army 'Mir Jafar'.... we thought he was intelligent man but he was fooled very

easily... he was judgmental in his decision.

British East India company declared war on Nawab which was to be held at Plashi, the Britishers named the battle as the battle of Plassey, plassey was anglicised version

of name Plashi. When Nawab gathered hishe also asked Mir Jafar to join war...but he disagreed

saying that he was not well and could not lead the army....he said to nawab you are enough to lead

your force but nawab was unknown to this fact that Mir Jafar had given all the information of force

of nawab to Robert Clive, I was made a soldier of army of nawab as it was compulsory for every

men of Bengal to join the force when asked by the nawab.

The battle started, Company's force was well equipped with arms...and

they all knew about our formation....therefore we were soon defeated and nawab was killed by

Robert Clive.......he made Mir Jafar Nawab and this was the end of prosperity of Bengal, prosperity

of India.....this was the fiction of my truth............