Shanmugam sat on the step of the temple tank seeking peace for
his troubled mind. He had no job and was eating for the last few days the prasad whenever given
in the temple. Despite the cool breeze from across the tank, he was restless
and sweating. The noise of vendors, the chatter of devotees and the laughter of
playful children around a carousal irked him. He was also feeling hungry but had
no money.
He was startled when he felt a soft touch on his back and turned
to see a girl of five years sobbing inconsolably. She could not tell where her
parents were or where her house was. He could sense people were looking uneasily at him talking with a well-dressed girl but he had no mind to leave the girl stranded and vulnerable.
Before considering the option of leaving her at police outpost, he searched the
pocket of the girl and luckily found a slip with address. The girl in the
meanwhile tugged his shirt and showed the balloon vendor with colourful balloons.
He searched his pockets to find no money to his dismay and then unrolled the
sleeves of his torn shirt and found a crumpled five-rupee note to his joy. The girl
started smiling in glee as she held the big pink balloon in her tiny hand.
Though the house was near, he thought it prudent, to take the child
by auto to avoid skeptical glances. The driver after initial hesitation agreed
when Shanmugam explained. The girl speedily ran into the arms of her anxious
grandmother screaming “patti” and turned to say Ta-Ta with a beaming smile to
Shanmugam who was watching her along with the driver from the gate. Evidently
the parents were still tracing the child as they were not seen.
He had forgotten for a moment the auto driver looking at the happy
reunion of the girl with her family and turned to see the driver waiting patiently. Shanmugam quietly unwrapped his only earthly possession and gave the wrist watch
to the driver. The driver looked with disbelief at the man and declining the
watch said “Get in.I have been watching you from the temple area and it is rare to see kind hearted people like you. I noticed you
did not also ask the old woman any money for the efforts you had taken. Come on, you
look hungry and let us have some tiffin in a hotel. Keep the watch with you. By
the way, can you drive an auto? Otherwise, I can teach you in a week.”
Shanmugam suddenly felt his heart light with no worries and the world a
joyful place to live in.
Integrity counts. Every time I read the stories you pen, I live them so vividly, the master narrator that you are, Keep Writing KP
ReplyDeleteKindness begets kindness. Very nice
ReplyDeleteGood samaritans are always there...he helped the girl and the auto driver is going to change his life. Very nice!
ReplyDeleteDheivam manushya roopena. God in the form of this auto driver.
ReplyDeleteBefore I read the last lines , I was going to say the same. Humanity still exists.....I loved this one....
ReplyDeleteGoodness comes around ...The good that you do never goes waste. It is a Simple story written in simple language and yet lots to learn from it
ReplyDeleteSuch a small anecdote and yet, Sir, you have packed it with so much intensity and reality ! Awesome !
ReplyDeleteA very simple, yet such a thought provoking story.
ReplyDeleteIndeed a sweet story
ReplyDeletethe master narrator that you are, Keep Writing. Fabulous. Loved it
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