The moves were complex these days. The ARA had become bigger, larger than it once was. It carried a cause, one of the people, and Brahma was determined to see it satisfied. His comrade Chandru and he had spent all their lives fighting for this, time and again replenished by smuggling in stuff including arms whenever necessary. The entire area was his, and the people there were more than happy to feed him. After all, he had sacrificed his entire life for these folks.
The force with which the ARA were advancing, it seemed it would be only a matter of time before they got what they wanted. The government had to do something to stop them, if they wanted to save their face. So the government started working out strategies to make the ARA come their way.
The ARA were strong through out. They wanted reduction of reservation. They would not settle for anything less. How much ever the government tried to mask their attempts at nullifying the ARA, it was very obvious that the ARA was being a nail in their flesh, something they wanted out, right away.
Brahma was soon called for a meeting with the Chief Minister. Brahma insisted on taking Chandru along. They would be each other's conscience in the meeting, and would not let the other to settle for anything less than what they wanted.
The meeting was set up, the stage was set, ARA would soon go official, or so expected everyone. But what was to follow was something they hadn't dreamt of in their wildest dreams.
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