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
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?"
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
"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,"
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