Two Incidences: All in a Day’s Work! 1. We had travelled from my work place, Rahuri, in dist: Ahmednagar, M.S. to Shedbal, my in-laws’ village in Karnataka. Next day I was required to visit Gaonal, a village in neighboring taluka, Chkkodi, to fetch ayurvedic medicines for my two children. My brother-in-law suggested that I take my daughter and son on a scooter; the only problem was it had no stepney, an extra wheel. I had to take the risk because we had to return back to Shedbal by afternoon to proceed to Kolhapur, (about three hour journey) to board Kolhapur-Shirdi bus via Rahuri, with its 5 advance booked tickets fully paid. All went well until we had visited the doctor, got the medicines and were back on return journey for about half hour when the back wheel went flat. We got stranded on the road with a scanty traffic in the hot May sun. Occasionally a truck or a car passed by without halting. After waiting for about an hour in desperation, a young man was going towards Chikkodi on scooter who stopped looking at my folded hand and two innocent faces. I explained the problem, requesting him to spare his stepney up to Chikkodi where I can get the puncture repaired. He said he would be happy to help but he was not going to Chikkodi, but to a village, a turn, about 10km before the town. I don’t know what happened but he changed his mind looking at our tearful helpless faces. He not only replaced the back wheel of our scooter by his stepney but came with us up to Chikkodi; stayed until the puncture was removed and saw us safely back on the road. I thanked him profusely and offered a note of Rs.50 which he refused politely. I felt only God had come in his person to help us on that day. 2. We had to rush back to Kolhapur same day to board bus at 5.45pm going to Rahuri. There was a crowd of about 100 people trying to get into the bus, so the conductor standing at the door was allowing only those having the ticket. So I passed our ticket to my brother who being in Kolhapur had come to help us board the bus. He entered the bus with our two suitcases helping us to occupy our seats making place for luggage. After he got down the bus moved and then suddenly I remembered that our ticket was left with my brother. Since the bus had moved only about a furlong from the station I explained my plight and requested conductor to halt the bus for 5 minutes which he agreed. I ran back to bus station only not to find my brother anywhere around and dejected returned back to bus. The conductor said, I know you have paid for 5 tickets, it is all on my chart but I am sorry, you must hold some paper in your hand on this long journey. I had to buy 5 tickets for my family one more time. My brother later on told me that he too could remember about the ticket only after reaching his room. Thus, I had to pay for this temporary loss of my memory. Babasaheb Desai P.S.: The above incidences occurred about two decades ago when the man’s memory was not as much engrossed by the Google and its most effective search engines as is now. Today’s human life has become impossible to live without the help of smart mobile phones and organizers and no one can deny that man’s memory power is getting more and more oblivious owing to these modern gadgets.
Posted on: Mon, 07 Oct 2013 11:06:24 +0000
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