19-Who is at Fault? 
    
    Blame
    doesn't prove the fault 
      Vikram
      continued his journey, Vaitaal said - "Vikram, Now listen to a story.
      A Braahman lived
      in Maheshpur kingdom.  His name was Kamal Kishor. His wife Sulochanaa
      was very beautiful. Once Kamal Kishor had to go out of the kingdom. Two
      months had passed. Sulochanaa remembered her husband very much. Once she
      was drying her hair after taking bath on her roof, that a young man, Shyaam
      Sundar, saw her. He was just wandering on his horse. He got stunned to see her.
      Sulochanaa also saw him. She wanted to see that man again. Her maid said -
      "If you want, I can bring him here. I know him." 
      Sulochanaa
      agreed and the maid brought him there. Both met regularly till Kamal
      Kishor came. After Kamal Kishor had come, Sulochanaa could not meet Shyaam
      Sundar. Now she liked to meet Shyaam Sundar and she withdrew from Kamal Kishor.
      Kamal Kishor felt a withdrawl, so he tried to find out its reason. He made an
      inquiry from the maid and she told him everything. Kishor's heart was
      broken. One day he left Sulochanaa and went away. Sulochanaa again started
      enjoying the company of Shyaam Sundar. She continued to meet him for a few months, but
      then she noticed that Kishor had not come back. 
      Sulochanaa
      got pregnant. Kamal Kishor was nowhere to be found, so she went to live
      with Shyaam Sundar. When the time came she gave birth to a beautiful boy,
      but Shyaam Sundar refused to accept him as his own son. Sulochanaa got
      sad, she killed the boy and threw him. 
      Kamal
      Kishore became a Saadhu. He lived on the banks of a river. By chance where
      Sulochanaa threw her child, Kamal Kishor lived there. In the morning,
      king's soldiers found the dead body of the baby near Kamal Kishor's hut,
      so they took him to the king thinking that Kamal Kishor had killed him. King asked - "You have done this?"
      "No, Sir." "But the boy's face resembles your face." 
      King
      was speaking the truth, because soldiers had also noticed this and they
      told this to the king. Kamal Kishor did not speak anything. King asked him
      - "You lie being a Saadhu?" Kamal Kishor still did not speak
      anything. The king ordered to hang him on a crossroad next day. Next day
      king's soldiers came to take him. They asked him - "Do you have your last
      wish?" Kamal Kishor said - "Yes, There is a woman named
      Sulochanaa who is the wife of Syaam Sundar. Bring her in front of me when
      I am to be hanged." Soldiers brought her there. She recognized her
      husband and requested the king not to hang him. She accepted her crime. 
      Now,
      tell Vikram, who should be hanged? What is your judgment?" 
      Vikram
      didn't say anything. Vaitaal said - "Speak Vikram, speak."  Vikram
      asked - "What did king do?" Vaitaal said - "Leave the king,
      you tell me your own judgment. If you had such a case in your court, what would
      you do?" Vikram said - "Vaitaal, My judgment is this that all
      three should be hanged."  "Why?" "Because the
      child was born because of all the three. Although Sulochanaa killed him,
      still all three are partners in this one. Nobody becomes criminal just
      because blamed by other. Its cause is the main reason, and its cause were
      all the three, that is why the three were equally responsible for his
      death." 
      Vaitaal
      said - "But the king hanged Sulochanaa only." "Well, Its
      one's own decision." Vaitaal said - "You are right, Vikram."
      Then he laughed loudly. Vikram knew that Vaitaal ran away only after
      knowing his judgment. So he became careful. He had held him tightly. Still
      Vaitaal jumped away
      from his shoulder, ran away and hung from the same tree. Vikram lifted him
      on his shoulder and continued his journey. Vaitaal said - "Don't worry,
      Vikram, when the time will come I will help you. Till then you listen to another
      story to kill time, and he again started his story-- 
        
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