This is a true incident that happened yesterday (18/2/12), around 8.15p.m in the heart of the Rockfort city. Let me not get into the details directly, as I feel that it would be nice to share all that took place yesterday.
After spending the daytime with friends at the industrial visit, I returned back home late noon. Being an amateur in taking nap, I decided to catch up with the half-way thro’ “If tomorrow comes” by Sidney Sheldon. It was evening & amma wanted me to get details about the electronic cum digital dictionaries for my brother, whoz at his 7th grade. I just logged into the leading sites running exclusively for business, got some catalogues along with all the technical specifications, for the pocket sized calculator shaped gadget, wondering how the life of kids have transformed.. My mind voice read, “Nan chinnavala iruntha kaalathula, calculator ah kooda kanla pathathu kedayaathu”.. Pushing aside all those thoughts, I took a note of some of the popular brands & models available and started off to the most famous electronic dealers in Trichy, along with my dad.
DEALER: “Gud evening . What can I do for u??”
And in about 15 mins, I just checked with the chota fun gadget, & left the place assuring him that I would turn back to buy it within a couple of days..
The distinguished areas of Trichirapalli, have got their own interconnections, through very narrow lanes. This way, there is one such very famous path that connects the well known commercial areas of Singarathope & N.S.B. Road.. (N.S.B.Road is named after the great Indian freedom fighter, Netaji Subhashchandra Bose & is often referred to as the Ranganathan Street of Trichy..,esp. on Saturday evenings) . True to its description, the N.S.B.Road accumulated in it around 1/3rd of the total population of the city at 8p.m. There are many eye-catching textile & glittering jewellery showrooms & appa and I were walking past them. There were some savories to be bought to consume for the forth-coming week.
N.S.B.Road is well known for its sharp contrast!!!! One can find a dozen of economically challenged (I never mention them as beggars), in front of showrooms that rain cats and dogs.. In front of a restaurant were a physically challenged man & his mom praying to lend some money. I just passed by them; entered into the restaurant & waited for appa to pack his order. Once when the bill was paid, we started to leave. As soon as I turned to look at the man, whom I saw before, I began fidgeting in fear……
I was dumbstruck to see him having fits. He laid in his mother’s lap and was struggling to get back to normal. Moreover, he too was suffering from diarrhea and I wasn’t able to think of what I could do to help them. I immediately asked my dad for keys, but unfortunately, we were on foot to have any. The man’s mother took a piece of iron and clamped it in his hands to make him feel better.
ME: “Appa, shall I call 108?? I am afraid”
DAD: “Not needed Vidhya. I too was of the same opinion. But as the lady took out the iron piece, I feel that he is encountering it regularly. Come lets move. Its already late.”
ME: “But still appa. I feel something wrong here. I can’t come leaving them alone”.
Although the place was crowded, there was hardly any to help the two. Instead many were staring at me and dad, and at our conversations.
And finally, I had to follow appa, with hard heart. My mind was with the old lady & her son. I felt guilty of myself for not being able to help them.
Many would have passed by, but I didnt feel like looking at any. All I had was an outrage on the people who were busy shopping; the selfish mob who never had a thought of thinking of the needy; the coterie of friends, who were busy planning for their hang up the next day & the youngsters, who spent their most valued time useless, under the cover of love, clinging to each other in the narrow seated bike worth 2 lakhs!!
On my way back, I decided to visit a temple nearby and pray for the two. I just went to my most favourite place in the temple, where there was a big portrait of Kanchi periva and goddess Akilandeshwari. With eyes inundated by tears, all I could do was just beg them to save the poor man. We then returned back home I narrated all that happened to my mom who had been my ultimate consoler all the time. With no other thought than the unpleasant evening of the day, I went to bed at midnight & soon fell asleep.
The next day began uninterestingly. I tried my level best but couldn’t get rid of them from my mind.. I just made up my mind that I should visit him in the evening to check out how he was. ( I didn’t tell this to dad, as he was out for shopping vegetables, needed for the week). When dad returned back, all of us sat for breakfast. Amma was asking me not to feel bad and that he would be fine.
Soon after breakfast, Appa came to me and said, “Vidhya, I have a news for u!!”
Being puzzled of his expressionless words, I decided that something worst had happened. I was prepared for everything and let him speak.
ME: “Sollungo pa.”
DAD: “Please smile a bit, coz, I am sure it would make u happy (and he smiles) “
And he continued….
“ I just went to find out how he is. He was there at the same place, having breakfast along with his mom. I enquired about him and his mom said that he is frequently suffering from fits and that he is fine now after having proper medication. She too added that, he is checked by a doctor from Srirangam, every month. I then took out some notes to support them for that instant of time!!”
On hearing such words from him, my happiness was beyond description!! I was reminded of the cute role played by PrakashRaj in RadhaMohan’s AbiyumNaanum ( a tamil remake of Father of the Bride). I just ran to him and gave him a big hug & cried again with a heart-felt thanks!!! Dad was at the highest position for me from then!!!
If tomorrow comes, anything might happen!! Stay positive & do good!!!