Born with a silver spoon in the mouth and blessed with a good natured
wife and intelligent children, John Sebastian had nothing much to wish for. The
only troubling thing was his embarrassingly protruding large tummy that
hindered his easy mobility and evoked the amused smiles of passersby.
Determined to get rid of the unwanted burden, he changed his dietary habits to
Spartan food and to a strict regimen of long walk daily both in the mornings
and evenings. The slightly dark, large and well maintained municipal park with
clean pathways with flower plants and crotons on both sides in the sylvan
surroundings was his daily haunt for his constitutional.
It was Christmas Eve and he was busy with his family and was consequently
slightly late for his walk on this dark evening in the pathway of the large
municipal park. Except for a very few old people spending their time on the
benches close to exit gate, the park was desolate. The lighting was also not
adequate with lamp posts far from each other. Being timid by nature, he was
uneasy about walking alone in the dark areas, but was determined not to skip
the forty five minutes’ walk prescribed by his doctor to keep his weak heart in
good condition. Desirous of getting out of this dark and desolate patch
quickly, he increased the pace.
Suddenly out of nowhere, a man emerged from the bushes. He was a big built
man but his eyes were sunk and cheeks hollow betraying his indigent condition.
He simply stood opposite John Sebastian in the pathway with his threatening
physique but pleading eyes without uttering a single word. Sebastian said in annoyed tone “What is your
problem? Why are you standing in my way preventing me to proceed further?”
The man replied in a tremulous
voice “I need some money immediately. Give me the money you have. I think you
can afford it”.
Sebastian was afraid to argue
with him considering there were none around to help. He normally carried a
small amount with him for any emergency. He took his purse and gave it to him
meekly. The man opened the purse and counted six hundred rupee notes. He kept
one hundred rupee note with him and returned the purse with the balance.
“This is adequate for my needs. I am sorry for taking this money like
this and this is the first time I am doing this. I am badly in need and did not
know any other way. Please excuse me,” he said as he hastily moved away.
Sebastian was intrigued at this
strange behaviour of the man. He was sure that the man was not a habitual
offender and remembered how his hands trembled when he took the purse and
counted the money. His curiosity thus aroused he followed the man at a safe
distance. After passing through a few lanes he reached a hut. John Sebastian
hid himself outside the hut the man had entered.
He heard the man crying and telling loudly to his wife, “I have become today
a despicable robber taking away money from some stranger without earning it and
my whole body is cringing in shame and guilt. God would never forgive me for
this sin and my hands would surely be dipped in boiling oil in the hell.”
His wife consoled him saying “What other alternative did you have to
save the starving children from death. They have not taken a morsel since two
days and are weeping continuously in pain. No one around here is willing to help.
Neither of us got any work even after much search. I am also not comfortable
with this way. I will not ask you to do it again, I swear upon God. Please
excuse me. When we get better off, we will put hundred rupees in the hundi at the temple”
Sebastian heard the man
repeatedly beating his head with his hands and sobbing in remorse. Unable to
bear this and to pacify him Sebastian entered the dimly lit hut. On seeing him,
the man was startled and started crying loudly saying” Oh God, police have come
to take me.”
Sebastian patted him on his
shoulder and asked him to calm down telling him “Do not be afraid. There is no
policeman,” and in placating tone told the man who was shying away from him, “There
is nothing to fear. No harm will come to you. When you took only one hundred
rupee note from the purse and returned the balance, I realized you are no criminal
and that circumstances must have forced you to take this crazy step. My
impression is vindicated by the feeling of guilt shown by you and the
conversation with your wife that I overheard. I have forgiven you already. I
have now seen your pitiable condition. You can work, if you are willing, as a
gardener in my house from tomorrow. Follow me to see my house.”
He thrust the balance money in the hands of the incredulous and sobbing
man standing before him with folded hands and said, “Buy some food for all of
you and join for work tomorrow.
The man and his wife fell at the feet of Sebastian clasping his legs.
The bewildered children too followed suit by falling on the ground before him.
The man mumbled “Saheb, you have saved us from falling into a life of
wickedness and misery. You are our saviour and we are beholden to you for life.”
Let no one ever come to you
without leaving better and happier. Be the living expression of God's kindness:
kindness in your face, kindness in your eyes, and kindness in your smile.”
Mother Teresa
Beautiful as usual
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A good one. Kindness in any measure is soul satisfying. Gratuitous move by Sebastian in line with the spirit of Christmas.
ReplyDeleteAnother beautiful story that will definitely make one spread the spirit of giving to the less fortunate.
ReplyDeleteA satisfying read fir the festive season.good to see you write regularly, KP!
ReplyDeleteA wonderful read ☺
ReplyDeleteWhat an apt story for the season of giving! The walk definitely benefited both the men. The poor man of course gained from this meeting but Sebastian also deposited quite a few points in the bank called Karma. Nice story. Keep them coming!
ReplyDeleteif each of us helped at Least one...the world would be a better place
ReplyDeletePerfect one for the season, as usual rocked it !
ReplyDeleteI was moved to tears on this brilliant piece and awakened me to the joy of giving.. The Characters too match the season and the subtle message of unity. Live and let live.. Superb
ReplyDeleteSuch beautiful narration. I was visualizing the scenes as I was reading.
ReplyDeleteLoved it. There s so much happiness in giving. Very few share. People who are very sure of themselves who have high self esteem are the ones who enjoy giving. Those with scarcity minds will find it difficult, but how many are there around us who want to share and see pain of others.
Good, well-narrated story, Kp. Many ordinary people might have become thieves because of circumstances like Sebastian's.
ReplyDeletePerfect story for the season!
ReplyDeleteThe attribute you describe so nicely is the one that our society misses today. Forget being kind and gentle; many people are needlessly rude and insensitive to others.
ReplyDeleteThe ironic aspect of it all is that, though it's the Indian culture that speaks so grandiosely about these virtues, it's in the western society that we see it in practice. Courtesy and good manners are alien to most people.
Hopefully, it will all change one day!
Beautiful & heart warming ! Merry Christmas KP Sir.
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