SCENE 1
An usual office day. As I reached the office, I saw my friends waiting for me to have tea and samosa at nearby 'tea shop'. Samosa here is much better than that of our office canteen, and I guess everyone here shall agree on this. We ordered tea and few samosas and sat in the adjacent park. Two kids, aproximately 6 years old, were playing in the park. To describe them: surely over tanned dark complexion, filthy and partially torn clothes, soiled body and most importantly a smile on the face.
I looked at myself and my colleague (or associates as we are reffered here), well creased and clean formal shirt, latest and most trendy trousers in formal, polished shoe with dust at its rim, it clinched there as we entered the park, otherwise impeccably dressed and most importantly tired and frustrated.
"Sir ji samosa." I came to myself when tea stall boy brought us samosas.
"Aree yaar teen chai bhi boli thi, wo bhi toh la !" said Tabesh.
"Chai-samosa ka jodi miya-biwi ka hai, alag rakhoge toh mohabbat nahi hogi." It was Saurabh. Typical Saurabh! The two other 'impeccably dressed' resources of my company.
As our discussion proceeded towards solving the corruption and poverty prevailing in the society, I saw those two kids were approaching towards us. Reason was quite obvious. They neared to the proximity of one meter and stood idle. I tried to study their expressions- hidden smile for hope, pretence of seriousness for sympathy, speechless for their dignity and questions in their mind "should I? or will they?". Other question "Will they? or will not they?". Amid these questions they had a fear, of not abuse, as they are immune to that, but denial of freshly sprouted hope. Suddenly our discussions on reasons of corruption was silenced by the results of corruption.
We looked at them and pondered over 'what course of action should we take!' Generosity, sympathy, silence, denial, rejection or abuse. Saurabh took the lead and said, " Jao, ek ek samosa le lo. Aur unse kehna ki maine bola hai." Then he stood up and raised a voice to tell the same to the shopkeeper. Typical Saurabh !
"Now we found the solution of corruption. Saurabh can do it alone!" commented Tabesh.
SCENE 2
We three were enjoying our 'chai-samosa' on a bench of the park so were they on the nearby bench. We continued our gossips. They were busy tearing the edges of the pyramid and often looked at us with gratitude. I am sure they must have a triumphant feeling as it is not easy to bring a perfect concatenation of feelings, hiding the hidden and exposing the required. Evolution as I see it. Life has taught them to be a good actor. Life, has a great sense irony. Are you hearing - those spoon-fed actors !
