A Pleasant Morning
There was no traffic in that small road in that tiny village
Life’s sounds were heard from the houses on both side of the road in various dimensions
I was riding a two wheeler
I was in a happy mood
Suddenly a hen coming out of a house hurriedly crossed the road in front of my vehicle as they usually do
I stopped the byke immediately
The hen escaped unhurt and was alive
At that time a beautiful girl came running from that house chasing the hen
She stopped with a jerk on seeing me and my byke
She had an excellent shape – a real beauty
But her clothes were in disarray
After a pause, she smiled at me
She looked at me with love
But I could not face her and went my away
Two days passed away
Again I had to go through the same road
I came to the place where she lives
With out any control involuntarily my eyes looked towards the front door of her house
Yes
With the same love in her eyes she was standing there looking at me
I lowered my eyes and immediately left the place
She found who I am
I too
Yes
She is the local prostitute
After that whenever I went that way
She stopped my byke and spoke nicely inviting me to her house
But I kept silent always and moved away ignoring her invitations
For some time I could not see her and she went out of my sight and mind
I almost forgot her
More than a year went by
One day in an evening suddenly my motor byke developed some snag and stopped in a small road
ReplyDeleteI got down and looked around
The same small road in that same tiny village
No movement of any body anywhere
Everyone was indoors
It has started becoming dark
I can get my vehicle repaired only in the morning
I have to find a place to keep my vehicle parked safely for the night
I do not know anyone in that area
I looked at the house just opposite to the place where the vehicle broke down
It is the same house
The house of the prostitute
The house which used to be open always was closed on that day
I boldly reached the front door and knocked
No response
Again I knocked at the door
Only a sound, a mild one and that too one of a person suffering in pain was heard by me
I pushed the door
It was not locked
I opened the door
Without any hesitation I entered the house
There I saw her
ReplyDeleteLying on the floor lean, weak and in suffering
She was sick, terribly sick and in her death bed alone uncared
I was shocked
I rushed towards her and took her on my lap
She was thirsty
Unable even to move and reach for a cup of water
I gave her some water
She looked at me with gratitude
She became better
I hugged her affectionately
She was in great distress and with much effort she began to speak
And I answered her -
When I was Young, Beautiful, Healthy and in Blooming YOUTH you never accepted my invitation and came into my house Why ?
I told her that then I was not in need of help from a prostitute
Then now when I am useless dying why did you come in ?
I told her about the vehicle’s breakdown and the need
Then why and how did you touch me without any disgust and hugged me closely
Now you have lost the charm of a prostitute
You do not possess any beauty now
Your body is now only in a state of decay and in a disgusting state
Now you are a patient dying due to blood cancer
Now you appear to me only as a soul – a weak lean helpless useless soul
No one will consider you hereafter as a girl or a female
You require only another Atma, a Soul to help and assist you
Your body is wasted and of no use hereafter to anyone
When you are helpless and unable to even drink water only now I should help you and be with you
Many men were after your beauty, your body those days
But now no one is after you with you
Now only I am here to serve you
And this is humaneness, empathy and love for fellow human beings
Judge not Condemn not is the saying
And I was brought here by events and did not come of my own
So after seeing your plight I should be of help to you as a fellow Human Being
She sobbed and cried bitterly
She felt very bad for having called me an impotent person earlier
She could not understand how I can forgive her after her having scolded me in a very dirty language for not accepting her provoking invitations
I laughed and told that it is not my duty to go and prove my potency to all female population especially to a prostitute
My duty is to prove my potency to my wife only and to no other woman
Therefore I have forgotten and forgiven all your angry words then and there itself
She cried again
She said ‘ What can I give you now ? I have nothing left with me ?’
I asked her to pray for me and my welfare
I expressed that it is sufficient for me
She cried bitterly again
I consoled her and left for my home
The next morning with the mechanic I went to her house
But she has already died
May her Soul rest in Peace
- A real incident