i met someone today...it was accidental.i was going for a little walk in my colony ..though its real cold here...the winter's at it's best...but then too i just felt like going on a walk with myself.it was dark already and i was like packed in so many woollens ..it was very calm around as there was hardly anyone on the roads.i had the headphones in my ears n enrique was whispering some melody in them...suddenly i got this feeling that someone was following me...i halted!!!!!!!!took out the headphones n lookd back.oh my God! a black dog was standing right in front of me n thing is that i m very afraid of dogs..n without wasting a second i screamed!maybe he didn't like that!n he startd barking....and then i ran the marathon run......n the dog wasn't bad at it either.....bloody dog!!about 2 yards ahead i saw an old man what we call that........aag ke saamne haath taapna...ya that's what he was doing.....i assumed him to be a watchman.as he saw me he stood up n feebly came towards me....i almost bumped into him n was panting like hell....he saw the dog n understood the problem....he shooed him away..n i took a breath of relief....but as i wasn't very far from my place i requestd tht man to walk with me till home.n he did!!!!!n then was my life's best conversation......he told me about his grand-daughter...who was of about my age..n all that while he had thhis smile on the corner of his lips.he told me how she used to make him laugh n how even when her parents especially her mother i.e., that man's daughter stopped him ......she use to come to him n talk about the lil school in which she studied n things..n was probably the only source to light-up his isolation a bit...
as he had been getting older,the distance between him n his own daughter became wider...one bad day when his grand-daughter whom he affectionately called munni.....was coming back from home...a truck ran over her......n she died instantly....no one in the world was more grievd than this man.......
as days passed......the isolation startd eating him up n he ..left that house.....
it was about 3 yrs to this incident.....
i was standing on my gate but felt not to go...i wanted to hear him more...of other things in his life n his dead wife n his childhood but maybe he didn't wanted me to trespass his memories.......
he just said"jeewan mein kisi se bhi mat daro...siwaye is baat se ki kya khud mein itni himmat hai ki datt ke zindagi ka saamna kar sakti ho?mujh mein nahi thi....aasha hai.....tum khud mein jagaogi......."
i was too moved to say nything.
n he just turned n got vanished in the fog......
that simple but special-in-his-own-way man told me a lesson of lyf.....to be brave....to face things n the hardest blows......