“April is the cruelest month”, says T S Eliot. For me it is the FUNNIEST.
All walk away from our lives in the path of life and only few remain inside our hearts: forever!
Last April, when I was busy cooking meal for the day, all of a sudden I heard somebody knocking my door. I opened the door. I saw a weak and lean woman in her tattered clothes. As soon se she saw me, she started weeping. Her eyes were full of tears. I asked kya hua? She did not reply. I was confused.
She indicated that she was deaf and dumb. I was feeling uncomfortable. I suspected she might ask something and there she did exactly that. She asked for money in a kind of sign language.
She explained she was poor and had not taken food for three days. I felt bad for her but wasn’t in a mood to part away even with a single penny. I explained that I was also a poor boy. The way she looked at me made me feel guilty as if she was saying,” LIAR!” But I pretended as if nothing happened.
I agreed to give her some Rice. She showed her refusal to acknowledge my offer. She wanted money. I was unenthusiastic to give her that. My friends had gathered around by that time. They saw me communicating in a so called sign-language. “Dost aaya hai madad kar do, my friends teased me when they come to know about the state of affairs.
They even laughed at me calling kanjus when I refused to give her money. Nevertheless, when she smelled that I was not in a mood to change my mind, she agreed to accept rice. But she also demanded for a plate. I was annoyed.I refused and asked her to go away.
Everything was as usual but she re-appeared after few days and asked for help. As usual, I gave her two glasses of rice.
The saga continued for few more days……
One day I was not in my room. When I reached my room, my friends teased me saying, Tumhara best friend aaya thaa. I did understand. They explained that the same woman had come. I was sick of this strange woman. I prayed “hey bhagwaan yeh kaun peeche pad gaya” but even god did not answer. She kept coming every now and then.
One evening I left the office before time. I was in a hurry to reach Nirjuli. I reached the tempo stand in Nahrlagun. I saw a crowd. When I went near the crowd, I was stunned. I saw the same women. I was infuriated and angry to see her. She was making a scene over there. She was not a deaf and dumb and saw her speaking and shouting at some men. I went nearer to her. When she saw me, her expression changed at once. She fooled me all those days!
All walk away from our lives in the path of life and only few remain inside our hearts: forever!
Last April, when I was busy cooking meal for the day, all of a sudden I heard somebody knocking my door. I opened the door. I saw a weak and lean woman in her tattered clothes. As soon se she saw me, she started weeping. Her eyes were full of tears. I asked kya hua? She did not reply. I was confused.
She indicated that she was deaf and dumb. I was feeling uncomfortable. I suspected she might ask something and there she did exactly that. She asked for money in a kind of sign language.
She explained she was poor and had not taken food for three days. I felt bad for her but wasn’t in a mood to part away even with a single penny. I explained that I was also a poor boy. The way she looked at me made me feel guilty as if she was saying,” LIAR!” But I pretended as if nothing happened.
I agreed to give her some Rice. She showed her refusal to acknowledge my offer. She wanted money. I was unenthusiastic to give her that. My friends had gathered around by that time. They saw me communicating in a so called sign-language. “Dost aaya hai madad kar do, my friends teased me when they come to know about the state of affairs.
They even laughed at me calling kanjus when I refused to give her money. Nevertheless, when she smelled that I was not in a mood to change my mind, she agreed to accept rice. But she also demanded for a plate. I was annoyed.I refused and asked her to go away.
Everything was as usual but she re-appeared after few days and asked for help. As usual, I gave her two glasses of rice.
The saga continued for few more days……
One day I was not in my room. When I reached my room, my friends teased me saying, Tumhara best friend aaya thaa. I did understand. They explained that the same woman had come. I was sick of this strange woman. I prayed “hey bhagwaan yeh kaun peeche pad gaya” but even god did not answer. She kept coming every now and then.
One evening I left the office before time. I was in a hurry to reach Nirjuli. I reached the tempo stand in Nahrlagun. I saw a crowd. When I went near the crowd, I was stunned. I saw the same women. I was infuriated and angry to see her. She was making a scene over there. She was not a deaf and dumb and saw her speaking and shouting at some men. I went nearer to her. When she saw me, her expression changed at once. She fooled me all those days!
Very good story dear, inspiring.
ReplyDeleteYes, this happens with us many times. People in disguise come to befool us, and easily, we become so............
hmmmm, dats funny!!! but happens all the time.. she might outclass ur smartness but dats wat she is made for..-"money for pity".... I m thankfull to u... she was my student(i gave her all those acting skill).. she passed when she cheated U.now she is an street actress in mumbai.. he he he.. dont fall for my fake story... jst kidding.. he he he
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