I stared deep into her eyes.' No..no..not all,but some children do not take a good care of their parents' she said to me when l raised my eyebrows against her statement that children of today don't care about their parents at all. I couldn't agree more.Meet Amma, a short height, bespectacled, old Muslim woman clad in burqa ,that I met today at the telephone counter while paying the bills.
There was a fat,young lady who was ahead of her in the queue.She,with goggles on her head, appeared to me some sort of snob.' you see driving in Patna is quite a hell.I returned last night and today I am attending to these petty affairs,' she was talking over her branded android.When she finished,Amma took over ,' You appear to be a working lady. Your time is so precious, but who would make the person behind the counter convinced about it,who is hell bent upon carrying out the business at snail's pace,'Amma said.The lady was somewhat grounded and the man behind the counter gave a stern look.
The lady continued nevertheless,' look I am young ,therefore my blood boils fast at the imperfections that I confront everyday'.The lady did not appear to have given up on her arrogance.It was Amma's turn to bounce back ' you are just like ...my daughter...or perhaps my grand daughter'.The lady blushed in pink.She never knew that she really looked that young.I wondered whether it was an awfully satirical comment from a seasoned one to a novice.
Meanwhile a rowdy element attempted to intrude in between the two.Amma couldn't suppress her reaction.She started telling me,' In our days, they use to maintain an arm's length with the opposite sex'.The man was on defensive all of a sudden and decided to fall in line.Amma continued,' In those days the hero and heroines used to maintain a respectable distance. I remember to have seen a film in which Rajendra Kumar and Sadhana were shown sipping tea...and today?..chaar bottle vodka... tere saath, gandi baat...Allah knows better where are we headed?' The lady responded,' you are quite updated.'Amma said that she still uses to read newspapers and watch TV more than anybody in the house.
'Next? .. the man at the counter yelled. The crowd appeared unanimous in allowing Amma to pay the bills out of her turn.' You see.. being a senior citizen ...and that too... a girl, I truly deserved this favour,' she said. People burst into laughter. Some people know pretty well the art of adding life to moments.
Reflections in rippled waters
Saturday, November 30, 2024
Chatter box
Can you guess the price of this pen?It's priceless.I received it from a group of students unknown to me. As I entered the college campus, they approached me with the thali that had roli, akshat and petals of flowers. It took them some time to enlighten the diya. I was on my scooter waiting for rituals to follow. They were 12-15 in number. I surrendered to them. They were quite patient. With Tilak and aarti done, they started showering flowers upon me and clapping in groups with Happy Teacher's day messages. I was flabbergasted and awestruck. An unconditional acknowledgement from someone who did not know me was indeed overwhelming.The pen that you see in the picture was a parting gift from a stranger. How could I estimate its cost? It is loaded with emotions and gratitude from someone very much unknown to me.Thank you, God, for making me a teacher.
Monday, December 27, 2021
when the final call comes..
Monday, December 31, 2012
NEW BEGINNING
The aspirations that remained unfulfilled the year gone by, still have the hopes of their fulfillment this year. How philosophical that we Indian always believe in the opportune moments for the results that slipped out of our firm grips.With the stars in our eyes,with the faith reinforced, and with the energy rejuvenated,its high time we looked ahead with the promises that we have made to ourselves.
Thursday, December 27, 2012
Relationships are fragile
R E L A T I O N S H I P S
Relationships are not that complicated as they are made to appear. In fact we have developed the habit of complicating them to the best of our abilities. Our progression towards miniaturizing anything and everything is phenomenal. Relationships,on the contrary, need space to breathe. Our insistence on dominating and manoeuvring has resulted into the snapping of the ties as it could not sustain the cumulative tensions anymore. Allow your near and dear ones to burst out at times and return to the normalcy through the process of catharsis. You have to provide the safety valve to vent out the undue stress as you are the one who only could act as a lightening conductor. Lets make an effort to ensure that our relationships that are in a way a reflection of one or other forms of our persona do crystalise over a period of time and do not break irreparably .