Ok. So I am back with another attempt to canvas my thoughts and like my previous effort this also is about one of my experiences albeit this one has a much more jovial tone (I gave my best shot). So here I go ….
I have had many eventful days in my life but the 4th of December 2010 really deserves a special mention. If you are thinking that why am I writing about an event which occurred more than a fortnight ago the answer is “aalasya” . The sinful pleasure that you derive out of sitting on a sofa, munching chips, watching TV and doing nothing else is, to say the least, other-worldly. But my liking for this activity is a topic for another day so let’s get back to the topic at hand. 4th December 2010. I had already had a pretty strange and hectic day in Gurgaon and so on my way back I decided to take a halt at Connaught Place for KFC (there are only 2 KFCs in entire Gurgaon, what a pathetic place!!!). Anyways, I finished my meal there, 2 pieces of crispy chicken and a zinger burger (slurrrrrp!!!) and asked for a brownie sundae on my way out. Now I must add here that I totally love my Brownie Sundae, it’s just one of those temptations I can’t resist and I don’t give a damn to the direction in which I am heading when I have one in my hands. So, I was walking in complete oblivion when out of nowhere I saw a “harmless” shabby child carrying a gunny bag walking briskly in my direction uttering “ice-cream de do”. I thought him to be another one of those beggars so I just gave him a nonchalant “nahi” for a reply and kept walking. “Main tera peecha nahi chhodunga!!! Ice-cream toh deni padegi!!!” was the next thing he said and I realized what I was up against. Here was a tough soul. Toughened maybe by the years of being pushed around and shooed by the people. I retorted “hattt!!!” but there wasn’t much conviction in my tenor and perhaps he sensed it. I turned around and started walking in the opposite direction eating my ice-cream though all of a sudden I was not enjoying it as I would have wanted to. The guy was a real nagger. He caught hold of my jacket. I somehow freed my jacket from his grasp and started walking faster. He followed me shouting “Tere pet mein darad hoga!!!”. I was all at sea as to how to tackle this nagger-beggar when suddenly I found my savior, an Accent parked at the far end of the street!!! I literally ran towards it. The kid was still following me. He really wanted that ice-cream and I was all the more determined not to let him have it. I started running around the Accent (Yes, I actually did that) and he stalked me. To my relief, there was a pillar near the bonnet of the car and every time he used to cross that his gunny bag would get stuck for a moment or two giving me those precious seconds to finish up my sundae (:D). He was a tough soul but now I can really say that about myself as well ( :) ). Finally I finished my ice-cream and told him “Bhai khatam ho gayi. Ab toh jane de.”, but he didn’t believe me until I stopped and handed him the empty cup to which he replied ”ek ice-cream ke liye itna kaun bhaagta hai!!!”. I started walking away and quickly became conscious of the small crowd (including some smokin’ hot girls) that had gathered over there to watch the proceedings. I somehow escaped their stares by just looking down and entering the first metro gate nearby. Aaaaaaah !!! The ordeal was over at last!!! (:D)
PS: Those of you thinking of me as a heartless creature please note that I really don’t approve of encouraging such practices employed by beggars and moreover I don’t give my brownie sundae to anyone !!! :)
