'Oh! Great lord Hanuman save me, please protect me', Mudit was gasping for breath , while trying to get out of the marshy area ; holding tightly the stooping branch of an old banyan tree in the middle of the dark night at around two. 'Don't you turn !' 'Who is this ?Where are you?Save me Lord '. Mudit screamed helplessly when he realised that the slender long moustache of the banyan tree growing near the marsh which had been his savior since last half an hour or so was slipping out of his palms , leaving his hands bruised up. 'No, Mudit no. You can't end up like this. Your expectant wife is waiting for you. Your part is growing inside her. You have to pull yourself out' , Mudit ,desperate to get himself free from the handcuffs of eerie marsh began to talk to himself aloud. The more he tried to pull himself out of mire he felt he was being forcefully dragged inside. " Leave my feet ." Mudit felt two hands tightly grasping his feet . H...