It is a Saturday morning. I woke up late as sleeping is the best way to enjoy your day of rest. News paper does not hold me for a while as no news of interest was there. Its already 10am, so I decided to move outside to take some warmth of the sun. As I move outside two small children of labor working in adjacent building got my attention, smiles exchanged.
"ye pankha kyu chal raha hai" is the query from the elder one. Looking towards the the kitchen exhaust fan I replied "ye doouan nikalne ke liye chalya hai". "Ise koun chala raha hai?" Is the next question in queue, instead of replaying I prefer to ask few questions and chat follows like this ...
Me: tumhara naam kya hai?
Vinay: mere vinay aur iska vishal.
Vinay: Ise koun chala raha hai?
Me: ye apne aap chal raha hai.
Me: school jate ho tum?
Vinay: Nahi.
Me: Kyu?
Vinay: Papa ne kitab jala di.
Me: Kyu??
[no response]
Me: Papa ne kitab kyu jala di?
Vinay: [In a reluctant way] ladai hue thi.
Me: kahan rehte ho?
Vinay: Dilli me, kamra chor diya
Me: accha, koun-koun rehte hai tumhare sath?
Vinay: Saurabh, rina, saurabh ke papa ...
Me: Gaon kahan hai tumhara?
Vinay: Bahut dur.
Me: Bahut dur, kahan?
Vinay: tempo se jate hai, fir bus adde se jate hai.
Me kis class me ho?
Vinay: [seeing at a bi-cycle] papa jab cycle kayenge, us par school jaunga.
Me: School ka kya naam hai?
Vinay: 'school'
Me: school ka naam batao?
Vinay: wahan jula hai, jula jhulte hai wahan.
Me: Sirf jula hi jhulate hai, kuch padate bhi hai wahan?
Vinay: Mujhe padna nahi aata, mujhe nahi aata.
[My care taker Any, handled a cup of tea, assuming that I am not getting back from door]
Me: chai peaga?
Vinay: nahi
Me [towards younger one, who is playing with his bottle of milk] tum dudh pete ho aur me chai.
Vishal: papa!!
Me: haan, papa aayenge tumhare.
Vinay: motor kahan se laye?
Me: umm?
Vinay: [pointing towards water motor] wo.
Me: karidh kar laye.
Vinay: pankha koun chala raha hai?
Me: Pankha bijli se chal raha hai, agar tum school jayoge to tumhe bhi pata chal jayega... pankha kaise chalta hai..
Vinay: ye bulb kahan se jalta hai?
Me: ye upar wale switch se jalta hai, par tum jalene ki kosis mat karna, tum bell baja doge, aur fir koi daat laga dega tumhari.
Vinay: daat!!
with this I had decided to move back to the the room and TV sound is more then vinay's next query... seven thousand five hundred dollars... seven thousand and five hundred dollars one ... seven thousand and five hundred dollars two... seven thousand and five hundred dollars three and ... sold to Rajisthan Royals.
Ashish Garg one of my room mate said "bhai dekh inki kismat, hum yahan padh padha kar kya kama rahe hai! Tej tu kismat me to believe karta hoga, destiny??". Thinking about Vinay I have no choice to dis-agree with him. Almost same time two of my other room mates who might believe in luck more then anything, Getting ready for race-course, one uttered "bhai kisi din aacha sa kama le, fir ek dandha suru kar denge, jue [horse race in this case] ne sabko barbaad hi kiya hai" .
I take bath and pick the deo, it is empty. Thought came "Do I need to buy another one, is it necessary!".
I look at the t-shirt which has written "India Against Corruption" on it, since I am going to wear a sweater
which has a pre-requirement of a round neck white t-shirt and this t-shirt might no more seems in use, I have decided to use it with this sweater. "India Against Corruption" hides behind quote on my sweater "The History of Development". Indeed a good way to hide the real problem. I walk out of room and find out Vinay is still there. playing with a bike, he has also cleaned up and kajal[black paint] in his eyes is more darker this time. He looked at me, smiles exchanged and I take my path for a reunion with my graduation friends, making doubly checked my plastics[credit and debit card] are in my purse.