Friday, 27 December 2013

The auto driver's daughter


Travelling is the most enriching experience. The random people we meet on such journeys unknowingly leave behind lessons and memories for life. Far off places are everyone's favourite, offering its dose of excitement, fun and happiness. But sometimes even in our city, going to the same place like maybe a office or shopping mall can turn out to be an interesting experience. This is one of the important reasons, apart from the traffic snarls which makes me choose public transport for travelling within the city.

Recently,on one such auto ride from my friend's place I had an unforgettable experience. The auto driver was an elderly gentleman in his late fifties.Like most people his age he was talkative and kept initiating conversations of random things. Though I love having conversation with random people I somehow held back and allowed the old man to continue his banter.

All of a sudden he veered his conversation from politics and traffic towards me .I was truly taken aback when out of the blue he asked me what was my father. I politely tried to evade the question as I did not feel it appropriate.But, the man didn't seem too much interested in my answer. He was sure that I would tell a doctor, engineer or civil servant for an answer.He then started his usual mumbling. I wanted to know why he had asked such a question so I casually asked him  if he had any children and what do they do. I thought maybe he wanted a job for his kids.

He said that he had four kids two sons and two daughters. While his sons were still young and in college, his daughters were working. Of all the answers of where his daughter's were working, the answer which he gave was the least expected. He said his daughter's were well educated and were lecturers in a leading private college. I was pleasantly surprised. But the old man was not very happy. He observed that all this education and professional success has not been of much help in finding a suitable groom for his daughters.

While dowry and lack of good looks is what I expected to be the reasons for this. I was shocked when I heard the actual reason. It was his profession which prevented grooms from marrying his daughters.His being an auto driver was the reason for rejection of  several marriage proposals. But I was consoled when the driver said that he will never give his daughter's hand in marriage to a man who is so shallow that he fails to recognize the worth of a diamond and thinks it to be a stone just because it comes from a dark and dingy mine.

That day I considered myself very lucky for having met such a man who refuses to give up on his ideals even when the society belittles him. A man who in spite of his meager earning believes in imparting knowledge to his children without any gender bias and our society fails to recognise such a man. It only discourages his attempt further by failing to accept his children's success.I felt ashamed of myself as I belong to that society too.

When will we learn to judge a man, 
Not by his clothes but by what he can.
Whatever maybe the job he does,
If it harms none , then why the fuss.
Accept one for the heart he possess,
Fall not for the money excess.




Sunday, 15 December 2013

One for the road... not anymore ..

The time has come to bid farewell to another year. The time for parties, music and all things good . It is also the time to spot old friends, gossip about party stoppers and spot party blooper. But new year evokes mixed feelings in me.

 I dread to open the newspaper on new-year's day. The yearly horoscope predictions, the latest fashion trends and the resolutions of some film-stars are reasons enough to stay from the papers. But, personally for me the major reason is the number of accidents that would have occurred on the new year eve. Majority of them being drunken driving cases. I shudder to think of the agony the loved ones of the victims face.

All this is because we youngsters have failed to understand the meaning of celebrations. When will we realize that there is more to life than enjoying a single day and keeping our loved ones in pain and agony for rest of their lives. Momentary excitement and rage for us results in permanent misery for the ones who love us.

I guess the phrase "one for the road" has been taken a tad too seriously by my friends out there. It certainly doesn't mean another bottle of beer for the drive back home. Even if it meant that, not anymore. Times have changed and caution is the mantra to live. It might sound primitive but most important things like the earth, sea, mom's love and friend's pranks do not change.So you cannot afford to lose all these for an extra bottle of booze.

Parties and special occasions are to be remembered and cherished. They are definitely not be drained in bottles of beer and vodka. An occasional drink with family and friends cannot be denied. But then, driving and drinking are definitely a deadly combination literally and figuratively. When one thing is in progress the other has to stay wait. Multi-tasking here is a definite no-no .So, for the benefit of society and ourselves it would be better if we kept them apart. Work hard, party harder and drive the safest.

Hope to meet my friends intact when I go back after holidays 
All my hard-work of writing this, hope it pays
Gives me no happiness to dole out advice 
But then I don't want to lose you guys
This party we will enjoy to the core 
But One for the road not anymore ...