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Relentless in his determination to catch the outlaw, Dixit set a specially trained company of Gurkha police combing the jungle for his quarry. As an added precaution, he himself climbed to a mountain shrine in Amarnath to ask help of the god Siva. One day last week, as Man Singh sat resting under a banyan tree near the village of Kakekapura, Siva answered the prayer. A telephone rang in the New Delhi residence of Jawaharlal Nehru, and over it a jubilant voice crowed to India's Prime Minister: "Panditji, this is Home Minister Dixit. We have just killed...
...Siva, the many-ratured and versatile god of destruction, is doing a land-office business in Jodhpur these days. Ever since the Hindu widow Sugan Kunwar Singh flung herself sacrificially-and illegally-into the flames of her husband's funeral pyre last October (TIME, Nov. 1), Jodhpur has been on a religious binge. Self-styled holy men from miles around have swarmed into town to cash in on the popular fervor. Hawkers in the city's crowded bazaar are peddling ballads and poems extolling the virtues of suttee, the accepted name for the widow's sacrifice...
...late years, Man Singh has returned to his old preoccupation with religious matters. He used much of his ill-won gains to erect temples in the valleys of Chambal and Betwa, to the goddess Kali and to Siva, the lord of destruction. He began appearing in the saffron robe of a priest, usually carrying prayer beads. But in one respect he remained relentless: he had vowed to kill every male member of the hated Brahman priest's family, and kill them he did, one by one, even though they tried to escape by going 650 miles away to Bombay...
...widowed and impoverished, Madame Albane de Siva had no Fairy Godmother, but she had always had very small feet. Last week when she read in Figaro that the shoemakers of Paris were holding a contest to nominate "Miss Cinderella of 1951"-the girl with the smallest feet-Madame de Siva left her tenement in Montmartre and jumped aboard the Pumpkin Coach...
...chandeliered ballroom, among television cameras, popping flashbulbs, and flowing champagne, Mme. de Siva watched 15 giggling glamour girls trying unsuccessfully to squeeze their toes into a pair of gold kid slippers, size 3. Mme. de Siva stepped forward. People snickered, but the golden slippers slipped easily on to her tiny feet. Then the judge, no Prince Charming, took a look at black-frocked Mme. de Siva. Said he: "It won't do, it won't do." She was too old to be Cinderella. "But the shoe fits," she cried. Officials took the shoes off her feet, edged...