Places we visit and
things we do in our everyday routine/lifestyle, itself is a palette of surprises,
joyousness, realizations and bewilderment.
I quote one such
episode here:
“Just like any other
Saturday morning, I had been busy, running home errands to pay our
monthly electricity bill, refill groceries stock at home and visit an uncle at
hospital. I wanted to remain
focused on the tasks at hand, a feeling that dawns every typical Saturday
morning, when one feels “my time”/”weekend” has begun.
I decided to
hurriedly drop off the electricity bill at the BSES office. I rushed to the
counter, happy that I was on time five minutes past nine, to make a quick
payment and move ahead, But to my dismay, I realized the counter was shut.
I sat on the main
gate, looking over my shoulder at every passerby, hoping that they were the concerned
official.
An old lady walks by,
picks up the broom and starts cleaning the compound alley. And I begin to wonder
when the government services would become prompt and reliable.
A tall heavily built
man enters the premises, walks towards the counter and stamps his feet over the
ground. Okay, so he is Neha no.2. in some kind of rush with life.
The third person
through the gate was a man on his crutches. I looked ahead as he slowly limped
his way past me. Assuming him to be Neha no.3, I wondered if I should re plan the day ahead and visit this office at noon. My wait had lasted longer than
thirty minutes already.
Hearing some distant
screeching sound, I looked back and jumped to see the window open. How did I
miss the ghost pass by me? I smiled and ran to the counter. I was stunned to
see what I saw ahead of me. Neha no. 3 says “Madam, Aapka cheque kahan hai?”
We make so many
assumptions about people over the first glance, which biases the possibilities
the person brings along with them.
Looks can be
deceiving."
