Sometimes i wonder that what had gotten into the mind of the creator of this world (if any exists, though I believe but can’t prove) to make a world like this with too much complexities and races in just 1 place i.e. earth.
Some-times I also wonder about what if any of the possibilities thought by human mind regarding the mystery of universe is true like: may be somewhere out, there exists another world or may be a parallel universe, or may be a world within the world but in different dimensions altogether…
But the question remains what can i do about all those questions ….? Well i came to a conclusion regarding the same…..i think i should worry and think about those aspects of life in which i could make a mark or if not a mark at-least a scratch would do fine..
Actually the bottom line is that… all of the above mentioned thoughts were just a glimpse of the products from the reactions of my nerve cells,with entropy value of infinity, which gets to even higher fission rate whenever i am alone and traveling…
It was the day when i was going to the CST Airport Mumbai to catch my flight for Delhi last week…and since the random thoughts were adsorbing the surface area of my real self and as i realized, i broke the ice by asking my cab driver about his work and all..
I will skip the general part of the conversation and come to the point about which this blog is…
[Note:-whole conversation was held in hindi and explicit content has been removed !!!]
Me:-So why did you come into this profession at this age?(he was in his fifties and have just joined the cab service 2 weeks ago)
Driver Uncle(in a very exhausting way):-Are saab, I suffered the disastrous lose in my business..lost almost every penny i had sold the property as well which i inherited…by the way do u know the cost of those 2 houses i sold for 6 lakhs each, currently evaluated as 1 crore…
His voice was trembling and fingers were shaking with which he was pointing towards the sky, I assumed may be he was unknowingly keeping the god in Cc..
Me:-Which sort of business did you do?
Driver uncle:- I was in retail business of ready-made clothes. …actually saabji ..galti to meri hi thi..i didn’t know the ground rules of that business and went on experimenting with my own senses and …well I screwed up big time……khair meri chhodo aap batao where do you live…?
Me:-Delhi
Driver:-ohhkk..i once went there for the wedding of my cousin sister..(again some normal talks)..then..
Me:-Aapke kitne bacche hain??
Driver:-(he looked at me then the road and said) ekk bhi nahi…..
(And then there was this annoying silence and this feeling of, you know when you just starve for the right word and you don’t find it and you keep on cursing yourself for asking such a question..however I took a deep breathe and uttered few more words..)
Me:-Aap ka ghar kahan hain?
Him:-Are aap to nervous ho gaye, saab perhaps it was for the better, you know the current generation ,they are like monsters, they just don’t love there parents the way we loved, all they think about is their own lives and shit….and its not like that we didn't try any medical help..we roamed around many places..pressed many doorbells,even once thought for test tube baby..but my wife didn't want that...you know traditions...!!
(and he went on for about 5 more minutes however I also gave him 1 or 2 odd points just to ensure that it’s a conversation )
He continued…..
Par saab u know what , earlier I used live in Sion(a place in Mumbai) and there was a college just in front of my shop; and my favorite time-span was to see the college bus dropping and picking up the students…&
There was this boy who always seemed to be in a great hurry, irrespective of time or date or anything else…never talked to anybody,& was never even willing too, I guess!….One fine day I asked him “son why r u in so much hurry all the time?”…..uncle I live in VT(very far from college) so I have to catch the local and than auto, so i guess hurry is the necessity, the boy replied..and since my exams are from next week so I need to be punctual ….(by this time driver uncle’s face was showing the deepest of emotional storms and he was trying his best to cover that up as well…but he continued…)
Driver-son, would do please ask your mother to come with you tomorrow?
Boy- why uncle?..did i do something wrong or .?
Driver-NO..no..no..its just that i might have a proposition for you..
Well the boy came with his mother after a few days and this driver uncle convinced her to let off her child just for a few weeks till exams are over…and since they didn’t had anybody else in their house other than the uncle and his wife, she finally agreed…!
Driver uncle to me:-those were the amazing days, and perhaps it was the consolation prize from god...! and a drop of tear rolled around the corner of his left eye..
Me:-you must have cherished those days uncle, may be this was your chance to live and feel the presence of a child in your house..(I had no idea about the pain of this old man’s dismal life;without money ,without any child even without his own parents…ohh sorry .. I forgot to tell you ,his parents too died about a decade and a half ago….but still i was just trying to make him feel better…however i was doing a terrible job so far)
Driver-actually saab, you are right, you know what that boy lived with us for about 3 months and still he comes to visit us whenever he returns from US(yup..he is working there ) and i truly believe and love him as my own son…and sir you won't believe that I often get some money in my account in 2-3 months from an anonymous payee..yesterday only I found out that it was coming from an US bank account…and then there was a smiling tear rolling again….
And we arrived to the Airport….
Me:-Uncle, I’ll pray and hope for the betterment for our lives…and may god bless you & aunt with good health …who knows next time we might get across again….and then we laughed and shook hands…
And now i have a fresh material in my mind to wonder about and perhaps more relevant and important in worldly sense….HOPE AND LOVE are perhaps the two most valuable emotions of our race….which is human race, …well again I am not sure that whether we are anymore…..but at-least we should do our bit in that regard…J
So till next time…take care,have faith..and I’ll leave you guys with a very touchy quote I heard in a movie—it goes like—
How happy is the blameless vestal's lot!
The world forgetting, by the world forgot
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind! Each prayer accepted, and each wish resigned.
With expectations of your remarks
Saurabh Sharma
p.s.-1.there were few more problems he faced in his life like his drinking habit and etc..but I erased that part because otherwise it would have looked like too saddy type..
2.he used a lot of gaali and phrases which I deleted again …may be in next blog I’ll write about something full of gallis and slangs….coz I am missing it too…..!!!:)
