Tuesday, 25 March 2014

                                                       MAN I MET..
A bicycle having a carrier,hooked with large bags ,fully loaded with plastics Yu throw,food Yu waste and yaa shit of yur child that yur conscience never appeals Yu to throw  it at right place ,fouling  as much that i could even not able to manage a walk  of 100 m distance ,which he might have been  bearing for last 10 years.he was a man ,gloomy eyes,ugly face ,weird  hair,shirt open to atmosphere and a trouser that was begging to get off.  It was one sight appearance that recalls people to hate him as early as he come to their notice.
One day he caught me,asked me the time of my watch,we had little conversation.
Rag picker-Sahab  gadi kitna bajja hai???
Me -shocked ,somebody called me sahab !!! Replied ji sadde aath ho rahe hai.
Rag picker-achha kya karte hai sahab??? Matlab kitna me padte hai??
Me-i unwillingly answered ,ji chowdami me.
Rag picker - achaa khoob man laga krr padna ,then he stopped asking me any thing more as he got to know ,i am not interested any more.
After walking few metres ,i got humanity that insisted me to talk,hence i suddenly sprouted
Me-are kaka thodo bahut aap bhi to batao ,kai kaam karo ??,Kate rehvo???sab marau puch lido ,Yu thodi kaam chale.!!!
Rag picker-he became aggressive and began to answer as he have been not asked such questions for long time.his eyes fully flooded ,but he didn't allow it to stream out.
Sahab -me to....
Me-interrupted him ..
are kaka mein koi sahab vahab nahi hoon ,dev hai mera naam ( i am not yur sahab ,just call me dev,it's my good name.)
Rag picker-achha ...me kachara binata hoon(was trying to talk in Hindi )
10 saal se yahi kar raa hoon.do tame(time)  paith  bhar jaave  gano(enough)  aapne(apne liye )
 to.
Me -achha....
Aapko subh naam???
Rag picker-asli naam patto nhi  ,aap jasya bada log kachro binva vala bulave ,aur baaki dhanwar singh keve.(people like yu call us rag pickers ,and rest honour me as dhanwar singh)
Me -kaam vaam mast chal ryo ki nhi(everything is going alright)???
I was uncomfortable with his language ,he got to understand ,began  Hindi in continuation..
Rag picker-..took break for a while ...then whispered  ,haan thik chal raha  hai,pichhle Karam bhukat rahe hai   .(sarcastically  ,yeah just paying for  sins,that might ,we would have done in our previous birth.)
Me-kya hua ,zindaggi se bade khaffa lagte ho????(keeping a lot of complains about life)
Rag picker -zindaggi!!!!  Are  zindaggi to aap logo ke liye hai ,hum to yaha aap logo ki seva ke liye hai.(life has meant for  Yu ,we are just here to serve Yu)
Then he began to sprout his agony that he might have been keeping for last 10 years.he began..exclaiming..
Rag picker-apne kaam se naa khush nahi hai hum , iss kaamse milne vaali roti gale to uttarati hai ,prr sirf. Paith bharne ke liye,vo sukoon nahi milta jo apni mehnat kaa deh hota hai.aur mile bhi to kese ,aatma samaan nahi hai humara,log puchkarte hai,izzat to door log insaan tak nahi samajte  hume ,par phir bhi karte hai unka kaam,nahi karengge to kaha jaayengge,maran se behtar zindaaggi lagati hai ,isliye ji rahe hai...varna zindaggi nahi hai yeh beta....(it's not a matter that we  are unhappy ,regarding the work we got.it fetches our two time meal,but it's not that much consoling  and relaxing as one get it after  doing   much hard work.reasons being the people hate us,we don't have our own dignity ,yet we do for them as such we have no other alternative.
Still we are living and alive because we feel life better than death,but it's not a human life.)
Me-i got stuck to his feelings..for a while could not say anything because i felt my self among those fucking fellows to whom he was denoting.
Didn't  have any words to console him.
I escaped ,saying him okkk kaka fir milenge.
Rag picker- achha ,me bhi  chalta hoon ,thoda kaam hai.jai Shri Krishna.
Later i began to think ,these people are very much important to us ,they take very little from the society and contribute a lot that must be praised rather than annoying them .we are humans ,humbleness ,humanity  are our essential characteristics  that differs us from any other species.baaki ..samajdaar to hum hai hi....
Be kind to all .





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