One More

Oh 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 bothering you?"

"Because 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.