Wishing for a better tomorrow…….

Like a daily ritual, lured by the taste of Chedi’s sandwiches, which has a tendency to linger on your tongue well after it’s consumed, I would end up regularly at this roadside joint at a railway crossing for my bite on holidays. Today is no different. Here I am, biting into my toast sandwich.

I look around me. Everyone is in a tearing hurry. Motorbikes zig zag their way through the traffic while irritated drivers shout at the ones in front sticking their heads out of their vehicles, egging them to move. The chirping of birds gets lost in the constant honks of motor vehicles. Its mayhem everywhere!! Curses and abuses flow around like it were running out of fashion. One guy is concerned about the scratch the speeding motorbike just left on his brand new car. His abuses get lost in another set of honks from the vehicles behind him. Two women take advantage of the halt and cross the road along with their children. They walk past me shaking their heads and cursing the rising traffic related problems at this railway crossing which at last now would be getting its long needed over bridge. I see a young man get out of his rickshaw stuck in the jam and making his way to the front with files clutched tightly in his hands. All set for the interview, I think. I can feel the tension writ large on his face. He hardly notices the beggar who pleads him for alms, but folds his hands and seeks blessings from the roadside temple while still finding his way out of this jungle of vehicles. Pleading for Divine intervention!!! Strange how our prayers are so dependent on each other. For beggar, it would have been like answer to his prayers if the young guy would have dropped a couple of nickels in his bowl. And the young chap desires divine help to impress the person he is going to meet, so that he drops the job offer in his bowl. In this sea of vehicles and irritated audience, there is hardly anyone who has a smile on his face. I see tense faces, angry ones, irritated bunch and the vocal lot.

Chedi’s son places my coffee on the table. I take a sip and marvel at the fact that how conveniently we have forgotten to smile. There are seemingly a million forces at work to wipe off that smile from our face. All that matters is how to cling on to the next rope from the one that you are hanging from presently. All I see around is childhood lost. Innocence bruised. Conscience murdered.

I glance at my watch. Its 9:00 am, time to go back home. I gulp the remnants of my cup and head to clear my dues. That’s when I notice the little rag picker behind this joint, combing through the garbage and sorting out stuff. In that moment, to me his garbage bag looks like the route to salvation for all the discarded articles within his sight. Those who go into his back are in with a chance for a better tomorrow while the others retire to their destiny. The rag picker goes about his business and moves his hands through the garbage like an expert. His hands have been trained to sift wheat from the chaff. He has been thrown in front of life to face its brutalities and survive, while his peers are parroting their way through Darwin’s theory of survival of the fittest. Strange are the ways of nature!!!

My thoughts are interrupted with a sudden change of expression on the face of the rag picker. He seems to have come across something significant for him to let go off his bag and get completely involved with the catch. At a closer glance, I recognize the wrapping. A bar of chocolate!!! As the rag picker unwraps his find, I can see a beam of happiness in that smile of his. The smile of contentment!! Unwary and uncaring of what lies ahead in the day, just enjoying this moment of bliss. Living in the moment!!! I smile having witnessed this scene. I silently wish how better off we would be if we could start living and enjoying the moment while it lasts instead of worrying about what lies ahead. I silently wish for some sanity in this seemingly insane world. I silently wish for the lost childhood in each one of us. I silently wish for a better tomorrow – for us and the rag picker!!!





5 thoughts on “Wishing for a better tomorrow…….

  1. wow
    how do u come up with brilliant stuff day by day?

    speechless again.

    u have captured the basics here.

    no idea what to say now

    but thumbs up

    brilliant stuff again


  2. “…childhood lost. Innocence bruised. Conscience murdered.” that truely is the new generation of humans. 🙂

    Too well written!


  3. I agree with MD there
    Truely Brilliant Bhai!

    Agreed…. live this Moment to the fullest. We might not have everything in life but we deffinately have things that makes our Life Special n different and we must learn to value & respect things.


  4. Bhai One Humble Request plzzzzzzz

    Do compile one Book of your life and experiences.. make it publish.. plzzzzz


  5. Wow…. I would have missed this brilliant piece had I not come visiting – Random Thoughts !!!
    Absolutely brilliant !!!


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