ಚಿಕ್ಕ ಮಕ್ಕಳು ಕಾಮಿಕ್ ಬುಕ್ ಓದಕ್ಕು
ದೊಡ್ಡವರು ಮ್ಯಾಗಜಿನ್ ಓದಕ್ಕು ವ್ಯತ್ಯಾಸ ಇಲ್ಲ
ಚಿಕ್ಕ ಮಕ್ಕಳ್ಗೆ ಓದಕ್ಕ್ ಬರಲ್ಲ ಚಿತ್ರ ನೋಡಿ ಪೇಜ್ ತಿರುಗ್ಸ್ತಾರೆ
ದೊಡ್ಡವರ್ಗೆ ಓದೊ ಪುರ್ಸತ್ತ್ ಇರಲ್ಲ ಚಿತ್ರ ನೋಡಿ ಪೇಜ್ ತಿರುಗ್ಸ್ತಾರೆ
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ಕೆ. ಸಿ.
The Unexpected Help
To start with “"All characters and situation in this story are fictitious and any resemblance to living or dead, is purely coincidental” ….but this sentence is used when the story is fictional, but what I am narrating isn't.
I work in afternoon shift, it starts at 2 PM and ends by 10:30 PM and Cabs leaves by 10:45 PM. On that day I left the office around 10 mins late, went to ground floor it was almost 10:45 PM cabs were about to leave. I checked the Display board for CAB number which was allotted to me, quickly ran towards the cab, but found that CAB was already full. I went and talked to the Transport Supervisor and he allotted me a different cab, as soon as I got into the CAB, other employees in CAB started complaining to the Transport Supervisor that it would delay them from reaching home because of my drop point. So I was moved to another cab, but same problem arose. Again I was given a different cab, as soon as I saw the employees in that cab, I knew it.
I said to the Transport Supervisor “its okay I will catch a bus”
“Let me allot an another cab”
“Its okay”
I left the place. Walked straight to the Bus Stop, cursing my fellow employees all the way. Probably I shouldn't have, cause if it was not for them I would have missed an important lesson in my life.
I waited near the Bus Stop for a long time, wishing that some Bus or Private Cab would come by. Nope It didn't happen. But a stranger stopped his scooter and asked me if I wanted a lift and where do I have to go. I didn't know what to say to him, I was kind of scared. Probably he sensed that. He showed me his ID card. He works for the same company.
He said “ Hi, I am Jeeva(name changed)”
“Sunil” I said, shaking his hand
“So do you need a lift, where are you going”
“Near Jayadeva Flyover”
“I can drop you till Agara Flyover”
“Thanks, that would be great”
I jumped into his scooter, probably it was a Honda Activa. I was kind of pissed off at myself, cause I was cursing the employees of the company and now I meet a stranger who offers me lift without even me asking him and works for the same company.
He asked me “so you work at PTP building”
“yes,..you?”
“Near ITPL at client's office”
“oh okay”
“Working late?”
“No working in shifts, ends by 10:30 pm”
“You should have got CAB service. Right?”
Yup I should have got it, if it was not for those bloody Idiots and my Damn Ego. I should have got it.
“Missed the CAB, was not ready to wait for an hour more for the next cab” not sure why I lied to him.
“So you are from”
“Bangalore”
“oh.. you are a native bangalorean....never met anyone who was...in past 7 years”
“actually by Great Grandfather migrated from Andhra. So you are from?”
“Coimbatore”
was on Sarjapur flyover, In around 2 mins I would be at agara flyover.
I asked him “So you work in which domain”
“Development, Java and you?”
“oh cool, I am working in storage. Netapp and ZFS”
and then there was silence, I was thinking what else should I ask him, how do you keep the conversation going on. He stopped the vehicle, I was near Agara Flyover.
I got down and said “Thank you very much”
“welcome”
he asked for my cell number, we exchanged our cell numbers and he left.
I immediately got a private bus, got in and sat down. My thoughts were floating around the fact that the stranger had helped me, without even asking him for help. He had already influenced me and he had caused a positive change in me. I didn't realize it then, but it showed up in few minutes.
I gave ten rupee for the bus conductor and told him where I would get down. He moved on to next passenger. Three old women wanted to go till Banashankari, but didn't have exact change. They asked few fellow passenger if they had change for 1000, no one did. Bus conductor said he doesn't have change for 1000, and he asked them to pay Rs.45. Something happened then, I just took my wallet and gave the bus conductor fifty rupees and said “for them” pointing at the three old women, conductor returned me five rupees and moved ahead.
Old woman thanked me and said she would return my money next time she sees me. But a questioned remained in my head, why the hell did I pay for those old women. Something made me feel that it was Jeeva, who had influenced me.
I got down at my stop and went home had my dinner and I received a message from Jeeva.
“Have you reached home?”
“Yes, thanks to you. Good Night”
“GN”
It was strange to me, a stranger had helped me and he also wanted to make sure I reached home safely.
This guy was different, he was someone you don’t see now and then. I was lost in thoughts, he had influenced me, he had made me into better person. These thoughts finally ended when drowsiness crawled onto me.
After few days, I received a call from him.
“Hi Sunil, how are you”
“yup, doing good.”
“I was near Jayadeva, thought of meeting you. I have a business opportunity, probably you would be interested”
“Oh cool, anything that can earn me an extra buck I am interested, but only one condition, it should not be network marketing”
“no....no...so can we meet up”
“working....at office”
“today is Saturday”
“Offs on Wednesday and Thursday”
“Okay will try you catch you up on Thursday. Bye”
“Bye”
I was lost in thoughts again
He is a developer, probably he is working on personal project and he is looking for people who could help me out or probably he has already completed the project, may be looking for launching a new company, he was looking from some investors or business partners. In any case its good opportunity.
I met him on Thursday near my home, he had brought some files and some bottled products. He started explaining about them and how useful they are, finally the conversation ended with me realizing he was member of AMWAY.
That moment I was pissed, I was totally angry at him, I had clearly said him, if it was network marketing I am not interested, and he had said that it wasn't. I erupted
“You said, its not network marketing”
“No it isn't, I am not asking to make people join under you. I just asking you to become a member” he said in soft tone trying to convince me
“Then how will it become a business opportunity. How can I earn?” I questioned
“Once people join under you, you start making money”
“So how many people have you freely helped, with intention of asking them join Amway”, I am not sure why I asked him that question. but the answer shook me.
“Four out of which two have joined”
and then there was silence for few secs. I could not believe what he just said. I knew people, who would ask their friends to join, but this guy, he tends to hit a conversation with a stranger just to ask him to join under him. I thanked him and asked him to leave and he said something that made me into nuclear fission reactor.
He said “don’t forget I helped you” and left.
What the hell was that supposed to mean, an emotional black mail or a desperate cry to make money. I was clouded with thoughts, which caused thunderstorms in my heart. My entire act of helping three old women went meaningless.
What the hell were these three old women up to at night 11:30 pm, why hell did the old women not have fifty rupees, none among the three had change of 45 rupees. That’s bullshit.
I started measuring the how genuine the three old women were.
If she really meant to return my money, she would have asked my number, she wouldn't have said that she would return it when she meets me next time. If she had the intention of returning, she would have definitely taken my number.
I was lost in thoughts, but there one thing that made me feel happy, I had helped the three old women genuinely, there was no selfish reasons there, but it was also true that the reason for me helping them was I was under the influence of Jeeva, this fact ached my heart even more.
I would like to ask you readers a question, do think I am good person, do you feel that irrespective if I had met Jeeva or not I would have still helped the three old women. If your answer is yes, then let me reveal you a truth. A truth I hid to make the reader feel that I was good person. There were no old women, but it was 3 young hot girls, one of them even took my number promising that she would contact me and return my money. She never returned my Rs.45, but she returned all my 45 calls to her. By the way she is my current girl friend, I wish every day for all of three to be my girlfriends, but my bad luck.
Now you tell me, was my help genuine? Am I good person? Did Jeeva really influence me to be better person?
By the way let me just tell you that I lied, there were no three hot girls, my bad luck. It was just three old women.
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K C
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