Babu! All the seats have been occupied. Don't you know that
general entry is for half an hour?, the cop asked me sternly.
I was shocked to learn that despite my efforts, I would not
make it to Swamiji's transformation camp.
Swami had been praised as one of the ignited minds of this
century. His weekly column in a national daily was nothing
but seen as sheer wisdom. Swami never came out of his grand
ashram, which was flooded with masses. Oh Lord! Why did you
deny me this golden opportunity, I cursed my self. Sudden
thirst made me walk towards a teashop. Though it was full,
still I was given seat in a warm manner. As I was having my
tea, the old teashop owner probed, "Babu! Is something
I told him about everything
in a childlike manner. "Oh! One more!" He laughed heartily.
"What do you mean?", I was puzzled "Many like you
come to this place in false hope. Do you think that so called scholar
is a demigod. Do you see him as an agent of change in your life?
No he is not but many
like you out of ignorance spread his glory. If young men like you
will not use wits, then why blame the uneducated classes."
He spoke seriously. "How can you say that?" I enquired
we both are in the same boat. I too came here in false hope
and learnt that the one who talks of renunciation is attached
with materialism. For many months, I saw that is only hype
that is a boon for such self centered men. If you need change
then do some thing good for the underprivileged. After watching
this sheer hypocrisy, I changed my way and stared this shop."
He made his point
I was shocked by his remark. "But why only here",
I was trying hard to negate his truth. "It serves two
purposes for it brings some income and I also get a chance
to remove misconceptions," he reasoned.
felt I did not want to be part of this mad crowd. I thanked him
with misty eyes and got up.
Contributing Story Teller
Dimri is a journalist. He is a post graduate in Mass communication
and contributes to contentwriter.in