The board
outside announcing that the store was hiring hands was godsend as he was
roaming the streets in search of a job. Someone in the shop collected his name
and address in a chit. In a few moments Kartik stood perspiring before the
owner of ‘Vinayaka’, an air conditioned departmental store.
“Where
were you working earlier and why did you leave the job?” asked the owner.
He knew a
truthful answer would certainly not fetch him the job. The thought of his
starving family troubled his mind. However, he was determined not to lie come
what may.
He gulped
the saliva and said “I was not working anywhere for more than two years.”
“Why? You
do not seem to be in good circumstances to be without a job. Aren’t you
married?”
“I am, Sir.
I have a wife and a son. My aged mother is also with me”
“You have
not answered my first question. Were you idling your time for two years or do
you not wish to reveal the name of your previous employer?”
“It is
not like that. To be frank, I was in jail for two years and was released six
months back. I have been searching for a job since then without any luck”
He was
interrupted by owner who said “Who will give a job to a criminal? I am sorry I
cannot also.”
“I
understand, Sir, but I wish to say I am no criminal. It was my destiny that I
was falsely accused for a crime I was not even aware of”
“What do
you mean? That is what everyone tells”
“I was
travelling in a crowded bus and a seat was about to fall vacant. When I lunged
for it, a man asked why I was pushing him and that he was not going to occupy
the seat. I thanked him and sat in the seat. Within minutes there was a commotion
and a scream from an elderly man that his pocket was picked and people saw the
man who was talking to me escaping through the front exit. Someone said he had
seen the culprit talking to me and the conductor saw the empty wallet under my
legs. Despite my pleading that he was a stranger and he must have dropped the
wallet by my side, I was handed over to the police. After beating me blue I was
put in jail.Trust me, Sir, I have never indulged in crime in my life nor uttered
a lie. My family is starving. Kindly help me. I swear by what I told you,”Kartik
said.
“What you
say may be true. I have no means of verifying it. But I am not in a position to
take a risk and employ you,” the owner said
curtly and escorted him outside the store himself.
He had
hardly moved ten steps, he heard a loud cry from a middle aged woman “Stop the
cycle, he had snatched my chain” It took no time for Kartik to stand in the
front of a speeding cycle and push the cyclist down even as he also fell down.
The chain snatcher whipped a knife but was overpowered by other passersby. The
chain was safely restored to the woman who profusely thanked Kartik for his
resourcefulness and bravery.
Limping
back home, he told his wife “No luck today also, dear. I found a place offering
jobs but the stigma seems hard to erase.”
“Never
mind. I have hot gruel ready. Do not lose heart. God will answer our prayers as
you have done no wrong,” she consoled him.
An hour
later a young boy in his teens was at their door asking ‘I am from Vinayaka stores.
Is there any Kartik here? My owner wants him immediately.”
“I am
Kartik. Do you have any idea why he wants me?”
“No Sir.
Please come along with me in the scooter. He is waiting.”
When he
was ushered into the owner’s room, he smiled at Kartik and said “I have since changed
my mind. You can come for work from tomorrow as part of our security. I trust
you fully. You will get uniform in two days. Give measurements before you go.
Take these thousand rupees and buy provisions.”
Taken by
surprise and not knowing what brought about this change in him, he said with
tears flowing from his eyes “Only about an hour ago, you sent me away
suspecting my integrity and now you are not only employing me but as security.
My prayers to God have not been in vain”
“I judged
you wrongly. Luckily and very soon I had a proof of your helping nature when
you left my store. A compassionate man can never be a criminal. I was watching
the incident from the store. Incidentally that lady is my wife.”
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Hmm... compassionate man cannot be a criminal indeed. Good judgement by the owner!
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Thank god, the shop owner came to know about the true Karthik and gave him the top job, security job for the 'suspected' criminal. He will never have this black mark henceforth. Good story.
ReplyDeleteGod always takes care..
ReplyDeleteAs they say bhagwan ke ghar der hai andher nahi meaning that in the lord's jurisdiction, there may be a delay but no misjudgement :)
ReplyDeleteLovely narration to prove a point. Personally I think criminals might have compassion, circumstances are their obstacles to suppress the same.
ReplyDeleteLike specs buffy said, this falls in line with R K Narayan's writing.
ReplyDeleteThere are many such innocent hardworking people in the world who are deprived of a fair living due to wrong accusations.
Lovely narration. Lucky the owner was looking out of the window...
ReplyDeleteLovely narration. Lucky the owner was looking out of the window...
ReplyDeletegreat observation. wonderful story.
ReplyDeleteAs they say, coincidences are God's way of helping and He helps in His own ways. Nice story with a good and interesting plot!
ReplyDeleteLovely story simply told. It is always nice to come here and read such good short stories.
ReplyDeleteGoodness will always win... Moral of the story!
ReplyDeleteHe was honest about the circumstances, he could have easily have lied about the two years.
ReplyDeleteSad when an innocent person is accused. But, this is KalYug.
ReplyDeleteLuckily, sometimes truth wins!
Nice twist as usual.Interesting.
ReplyDeleteNamaste....
ReplyDeleteThat was beautiful....
sometimes life can bring some hard times and also soften it with some treasures of compassion and kindness.
I enjoyed it
thanks for sharing.
Be happy
Rhaposdy