There might
be number of incidents in one’s life but some are very important and memorable
and sometime, I feel to pen down them for others to read to make this planet
happier. I believe that we always write
and speak for others otherwise there is no necessity to speak or write.
I recollect
an incident, when I was travelling in a train, one young boarded the train when
the train had left the platform.
Unfortunately, the ticket checker – TC - was also available in the same
compartment. The TC demanded double the
charges to allow him to continue to the journey and he found short of hundred
rupees. Being a stranger in the whole
compartment, he looked worried. When I
asked him as to he boarded the train by jumping and he could have come little
early. He said, Uncle, I had to appear in an interview at Jalandhar. I paid him the money he was short of and he
was able to continue his journey by buying the ticket with penalty as he could
not purchase the ticket from the counter due to short of time.
He thanked me
and asked me my address so that he could return the money. Handing over him
another hundred rupee note, I said, this is for your return journey and do help
someone like me in your life when you meet such like situation.
Sometimes I
feel when you put a question to someone spontaneously, the person is speechless
to answer which means he feels guilty and has no answer. In another incident, when once I asked the
truck driver, who had crossed the red light and stopped at the octroi post next
to it, by following him, as to who is your ‘ustaad’, ‘guru’ – trainer, to which
he has no reply but instantly regretted for crossing the red light. I left with an advice to him not to repeat in
future to become a successful and perfect driver.
In another
incident, I call to mind when I was waiting for an auto-rickshaw when because
of heavy traffic and chaos on the road due to the peak hours of school time, no
vehicle was stopping to take the passengers. Perhaps this was the day after a
long time when my bike was borrowed by someone and I had to go to the bank in
the cantonment area. I was endlessly
waiting and got lacking energy to stand for some time to wait when a gentlemen
on a two-wheeler stopped by my side and enquired as to where I wanted to
go. I was surprised on this gesture
perhaps my old age with grey hairs. “State Bank in Cantt.”, I said. He just
signaled me to sit on the rear seat to which I readily jumped as there was no
alternative with me. He dropped me exact
at the door of the bank. I thanked the
stranger and asked about his name. He
said, “Sir, acche baap ka acchha beta - noble son of a noble father” and left
before I could ask him the name of his father.
Frankly
speaking, when I sit and go back to my memories with such incidents, I feel
that all is not lost in life. If you do well for others you too get the same
reaction from others on some other occasions.
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