“It was
past who taught more than anything else, the things that happened 2 years
before is clear for me. I will share this with you, word by word, if you get
something from this, I will be really delighted. I can still remember clear, a
day 2 years before….”
At the age 24 , on an eve by this time I was sitting in right most
premises of sofa set watching a cricket
match. India versus Australia , and as if it was sure at that time India , was
in verge of losing. Basically I liked two games at that time , cricket and
football. I know you got a very athletic image of me , and am teaching you a
lesson for free , “never over assume” , coz I liked to watch cricket on TV and
liked to play football on pc. I always loved to be a nerd or hacker, with big
goggles typing so fast , it was cool for me. That is why I took degree in B Sc
computer science. After completing 3 year degree in just 5 years it was time
for job hunt. Getting graduated late is not getting graduated at all. Any way
in that time span of two years I worked in a computer institution, it had an
internet café running by side. In this period of time I really got mastered in
computer. The reason is because I had to teach a beautiful girl c programming ,
it started with c and it continued with c, c++ , java ..i even did project for
her , she was my junior. Yes you guessed right , it was a love story . I took 6
months time , to propose and 2 more months to make her say yes. In last two
months her father and brothers repeatedly said no to me. I lost that job, she
got married to some gulf guy who was running a super market, right near palm
island. Well, I was screwed, she was happy, her parents where happy, but my
parents where not. But had lot of plus points , I mastered in computer , I
graduated ( it was only for her ) , I knew how to propose , how to go and ask a
person’s daughter directly in his face , and getting beat for same reason. Well
some said that is life. But it left me in a black ditch , I felt so hollow. I
saw myself as a guy with attitude, who had a dream, and brave. But society saw
me as jobless, parasite, fool..etc, even she said no claiming same. And next
part of life started, it was damn bad. Any way it is all ok , let’s come back ,
India is in verge of losing , and at that exact moment my father came in. as
you already aware of story I said before , the biggest challenge I faced was my
dad. So just imagine am a victim, sorry culprit of post war situation , and am
standing holding my country flag before the head quarters of victorious country
with an ak 47 and exact moment the president came before me . Guess what will
happen. I just hold my breath and sat like a scripture so that my dad will get
me confused as non living thing. But I have already put my bleeding leg in tank
of piranhas. With a ton of pity and anger in his sound he called mom and talked
to her right in front of me. It was like torture, I hated when he talked
indirectly using me , it was very provoking. “Tell him to go and attend
interview next week , it is being conducted in his college , I can’t take it
anymore..Thanks we didn’t had a daughter , with people like this in home we
would not have managed to get her married”. Mom was a innocent, loving Indian
mother. She always supports her son; she acted very brilliantly this time. She
asked him about details of interview, just like she didn’t understood he was
angry at me. However I had completely gone insane , still I sat there , coz I
believed that is attitude. He continued ,” I went to see mr.menon , today , his
son in law is hr manager in tml softtech solutions , and this company is going
to conduct a campus recruitment in “your son’s” college. When I said about him
, he managed to give him a chance to attend interview. Next Monday he told to
report on college , he will be allowed to participate .If he cracks the
interview he will have the job , tell him to get prepared than just eating up
in TV”. And he just walked away , may be he wanted to show he had an attitude.
I kept changing channels by then , as soon as my dad was away from scene , I
just dashed out. As job was offered by my father , I never even wanted to attend interview ,
also I never liked that job. But I too needed a break , I wanted to get in to
something. So though I didn’t showed , I was ready to attend that interview.
( after
one week , the night before interview) it was almost 8.00 pm, I was in my room
getting my arsenal ready , certificates from my fossil Egyptian past ..like
first price in monoact in second
standard , may be they are looking for a guy who got first for monoact in
standard second; lined blue shirt and black trousers ironed , tie with silver
lines on violet , polished shoes. It was all ready and I heard a knock on the
door. It was my dad , he entered room , and sat on the chair. I acted like I
was busy , then he spoke , “ I heard there are will be only few for interview ,
if you just give a little try , you will have this job. You have to reach there
by 8 30 , so if you want you can use car , all the best do well”. I was shocked
coz , my father I haven’t talked to me so calm for about 1016 days , 8 hours ,
15 minutes and 46 seconds. I felt his hope and tensions then , and I came to
know how important it was for him to get me to this job. Late night I browsed
internet , for the first time I typed “ most asked interview questions and
answer”
Morning I woke
up early , I was surprised to see I had the ability to do so . I went to brush
and there I did my self introduction. Took a bath , went temple , being back I
dressed quickly . when it was about to go , mom came up with aarti , and she
blessed me. I touched her feet , she was smiling beautifully as always , I have
felt this every time that she was Goddess. She kept a 500 rs in my pocket and
told me to take food incase it gets late. Also she whispered to touch fathers
feet , I didn’t liked that much. Still for her happiness I went and touched my
fathers feet who was standing near door , he just prayed and gave me key.
Maruthi 800 , pure white with “ chaithanaya “ written in glass (8 years old) ,
that was our car. I waved hands to mom , and I drove the car to college. On
reaching college , I admitted taking car was a good decision , due to which I
reached there by 8.15 and that too without sweating. I registered on the help
desk of the interview. There was hardly a dozen including me for interview then
, but within minutes that room was over saturated to around 25o , then again it
doubled. I was sure by 9 am , there were more than 500. Then announcement came
for us to move to the seminar hall which as big enough for all to get settled.
Chapter two
As it is , so it
was
The announcement just occur created human tide like bees making
noise moving to seminar hall. As we reached there, it was more like the
auditorium (this was newly built).i felt like I was in cia head quarters when
some aliens hacked America. The people where really mad, they were running,
talking, calling. Then students of college who where volunteers of this
interview took the hectic task of making all people seated , when they fed up
telling people they used mike and gave another announcement. They kept
repeating it around ten times to get all people in seat. Although all were
seated , the situation of tension seemed to keep a steady value and it gives
signs it will increase. Some of them where talking each other , they was
possibly having some jokes about interviews and where laughing around , it was
good to watch. Some were not talking , they were sitting like they were accused
for a double murder case , they were serious guys. Some sat like their girl
friend was pregnant , I could hear their heart beats like , heavy war drums.
Some were on phone giving live updates to their family. Some came with their
parents , and parents seemed much more violent than them. They seemed running
around and asking every living being about interview , then they came to their
sons / daughters and gave them points. Some where so confident , they were like
“ohhh we already got this job , am ceo and he is gm , who the hell are you”.
Some were using this situations to head crash in to group of girls with by
hearted jokes , they acted like they know all about interviews. And there were
guys like me who looked all over here and there as we had nothing to do. Then I
turned my right side and saw a guy sitting there. He was having glasses , and
he had the dressing style of 1969 vintage collection. He saw I looking him , he
gave a look like I asked 100 rupees , then he continued with his phone. Though
I smiled at him , he simply ignored me. He was from “ ohh I already got job….” Category,
who cares I thought. Then within one minute he called me , “ hey you know when
will this interview starts , its already 9” . I told him , “ it will start
soon, I think they are getting things set”. He went back to his previous position,
then he turned to his right side and asked a girl’s father , “excuse me , you know when will this interview will
start??” ! I was like WTF , WHAT THE HELL I TOLD HIM? ! The man who he asked
already know the answer , but he said he don’t know. I think that dad thought
hiding the information about when the interview will start will take that
spectacle creature two steps behind her daughter. When he turned I reacted like
I don’t know what he asked. Then he took his phone, and dialed his dad, then he
asked “ dad , call to their enquiry and ask them when this interview will start
and inform me at once” . I was shocked to think what kind of genus he was ,
what the hell he is doing , and it was not over he took mobile and opened
e-mail sent by company .Then he showed me this e mail in which it was written
the interview will start by 9.00am. I nodded head with a fake smile supporting
his credible argument , I was afraid he was going sue a case against this
company for stealing away his valuable 11 minutes. And finally the most awaited
moment came , a corporate lady with straightened hair and 5 inch thick make up and
glossy red lip stick in blue sari managed to a one meter look “ goooooood
morning , can I have your attentttttttionnnn”. All fall suddenly silent , and
then she explained the script of things that was going to happen in next few
hours. The interview had just two parts , first was an exam with 100 questions to be answered in 60 minutes , the
one who scores above their expected score will be qualified for next step which
is a face to face interview. It was simple,
easy to understand and easy to do. I was not tensed, that is some part I liked
in myself. I was confident but not over confident and was not worried about
results. The exam will be in computer labs , there was three I think. The
volunteers grouped the candidates including me and took us to different labs according to its capacity. And then started
exam , I had to first type my name and then registration number before starting
exam. I really liked their way they handled such a situation so easily. In fact
I was starting to like that company and was dreaming to be part of it. My
co-candidates keep on calling examiners with plenty of doubts like , “ can
we answer 5th question before
1st question? , what is the score to get passed??” etc. Well , I
felt no tension neither anticipation , it seems like the big two past years
have brought in to me a calmness and certain level of maturity. My exams were
over by 11:50 am , and I was one of last batch , we were again told to wait in
same place we sat before. Then we waited with tensions for results. But this
time that hall was lot more peaceful than it was before. That guy was again by
my side , he was in his bloody phone and he was showing some actions like crashing
something in air , “jai ho” , kicking in ground etc. crashing something in air
meant , he made answer wrong , but more than that it meant he knew that but he
made it wrong , kicking in ground meant he just missed like he wrote dog
instead of god , and “jai ho” of course he made it right. And I knew how much
he made right, it was very simple he didn’t do much “jai ho” , most of the time
it was “air punch” and “kick grounds” . They announced results will be out
within 30 minutes. That question guy was now targeting me , he now wanted to
establish that the exam was too tough , not tough crooked , that was word he
used. I kept nodding , to make him shut I even told him I don’t even answered
single question. That made him happy I
think , he got back his lost confidence .Then
by 12 45 pm the same lady who
explained about the rules came with results. She said that they have selected
the people who had more than 65 points , and all she requested the persons to
move to the exam hall nearby as she called name and register number. The names
will be displayed in screen too. I have heard about this companies interview
that they took every person who qualified written exam. So it was really tough
to get qualified their written exams. One more thing which was good about this
company was , although they were a large firm , they never worried about back
logs , according to them it was performance not percentile which was valuable.
So it was the most perfect place for me , “as it is , so it was “ , I thought.
The madam started calling over names , and it was like a shock as I heard my
name . I acted like numb , but I stood up with a chill when I heard my name for
second time. The guy of question opened his eyes so wide I thought it will fall
down. And he was just like a question mark and looked with an expression like I
snatched something of him. I turned my head and walked , I heard he started
asking questions , he was almost to cry as I told him I didn’t had a single
right answer before and I was walking to exam hall right through front of his
eyes. And that was the last time I saw him in my life. As I walked in they
welcomed all of us with a smile and they explained about next part. And they give
a printed paper of requirements and details. I gave a careless look to it ,as I
thought I already had the things. Then only I noticed the last line , “ 5
copies of resume has to be submitted by 2.00 pm”. I had only one resume , it
was not their mistake, they had already said that in mail they sent to others ,
but as I came to interview by recommendation I was unaware of this factor. The college store was not opened today , but I
was not tensed , there was a shop outside college not so far. That shop was
only shop which had Photostat facility in that locality, I took my file and walked to car parking for my white maruthi.
Chapter 3
A choice to make!!!
The college was situated almost 4 km away from highway and this
shop was almost near the college. The
maruthy 800 seemed pretty show off , so I just left car in parking and walked
out. Majority of the crowd there was pulling back. Some were sad , some
irritated , some were depressed , and few didn’t give any shit about anything
below the sky. I went to the shop , which had an attached cool bar. The shop was too crowded , may be they
thought about having a drink before going back home , it was like a custom of
keralities , seeing a cool bar alone will double their thirst and hunger. I had
to wait for almost 30 minutes to find who owned shop , another 5 minutes to
locate the Xerox machine. Somehow I managed to tell him I needed 5 copies. And
you know what it took another 15 minutes for him to sart that machine. It was
almost 1:30 , according to theory I had to be happy cracking the exam , but I
was not able to enjoy due to the lack of “last point “ in their requirements. At
last I got 5 copies of resume , I paid for it and was about to run back to
college. When I was about to walk back I saw a small boy riding bicycle , when
I saw him I smiled , he returned smile. Then he just wanted to turn his cycle
and wanted to go back to place where he came. He should have been unaware about
the very existence of traffic rules , he carelessly took a u turn in road without
looking back and it happened in sudden. A bike which was not in scene came like
a bullet , and before realizing the boy was in middle of road it just smashed
off cycle and little boy at almost 110kmph.
The biker who was wearing a helmet before knowing what happened lost his
balance and got thrown away from bike. Where the bike took cycle with it , and
it was just pieces in second. The boy made the most lethal of crash , he was
just displaced like a rocket to a wall by side. He was completely dismantled ,
he had serious head injury with broken bones. The biker although got his head
saved , it seemed none of his bone remain from then. I felt my heart stopped ,
blood drained off and I felt nothing. The people came running around , I went
with them. Many of them yelled watching that boy , some took lead to take both
of them to shop , the shop keeper acted all in a sudden he arranged two tables
for them. Once they were kept it was an awkward situation , many of them took
phone as if they had something with that , but they were confused. All this
happened just 1 minute ago , some of them already started to talk about the
disadvantages of bike riding and carelessness. The shop keeper was the only one
who acted of use in that busy crowd. A majority had the opinion to call
ambulance , some said it will be too late to call ambulance , we can ask for
vehicle from college , or from some home near by. But none seemed acting , the
shop keeper yelled ,” please somebody call a vehicle , do any body had a
vehicle…please , make it fast”. Hearing this a group went to a biker and asked
them to call autorickshaw and come , one corrected it as taxi. I was sure of
one thing , most them had vehicle them , and they have nothing to do as their
interview is over , or it is their sons/daughters interview. But none seemed so
worried of taking them to hospital but was busy with thinking rick sha , taxi ,
police , ambulance etc. then I saw around 7 cars were parked outside college ,
just near the gate. I ran with all my good health yelling them to take car. And
when I reached I was just dumb shited by their reaction. He said , “ ambulance
will come now , am trying just a minute” . they had vehicles in their hand ,
they could have started by now , all had big mouth , show offs , fake tensions
, but none wanted to do it themselves. I felt a kind of forming in me , I
thought what I was doing , I was doing the same thing they did. But I know I
had an interview to attend in 15minutes , I have waited two years and it was
almost sure. And on the other hand there were two unknown persons fighting to
death , being choice of some bodies sympathy. Suddenly I felt it from heart ,
it was “a choice to make” , it was my bloody choice to make. Not a single second I wasted then , I ran to
parking lot , put file of my certificate in a cover first and I kept it in back
of car , which I did in half a second. And I took my car to the shop , pushing
break and blowing horn together , with all my sound I could have I told them to
take both to the car. The shop keeper and some around table acted quickly to
get both to back of the seat. But none wanted to get in , I was almost to cry ,
muy eyes went wet and throat was dry , I said “plzzzz…somebody”. Shop keeper
was only one who noticed it or others acted they don’t. he told to close
shutter and got in to car. As there was two persons , one more was needed to
hold them. But I was sure nobody is going to come , so I just took the car.
Somebody told me they will be in just back of the car , some wanted to give
their mobile number to me , so that I can call them , pathetic show offs I
thought as I started. With one hand I supported the boy , shop keeper too
helped with one hand so that I could change gear. Blood was loosing so much ,
and boy was unconscious . the biker seemed to cry in pain. I drove as fast as a maruthi 800 could do. I kept on
blowing horns , and put head light to give signal of emergency. I never kept my
leg on break and kept on steering the vehicle in angles just like the dials of
a falling helicopter. In just 20 minutes I made it to hospital , it was much
like a fast and furious ride. The vehicle stopped with screeching sound and I
ran to front door yelling emergency. The hospital staff who already noticed our
entry was born ready with stretcher. Then it happened all in a sudden , when
shop keeper was busy getting biker to stretcher , I ran to other door and took
that boy in two hands , without waiting for stretcher I ran to hospital. There
was only one stretcher there at that time , I never stopped but I ran to directions a sister showed me , I heard the
sound of friction of wheels in my back , on first left there was icu. As a
sister saw me running towards ICU , she ran to the door and opened it for me ,
and I was followed by the biker in stretcher. They quickly made necessary
arrangements and I was not allowed inside and told me to wait outside. Doctors
came in quickly , and sweepers cleaned my foot prints from there , and ICU was
closed. Then shopkeeper came running to me. As he reached near I told him they
are in ICU and doctors went inside. The watch man came asking to move my car to
parking so that it wont be a disturbance to following case. I walked to my car
, shop keeper took phone and he called someone there to know details about
persons and to inform their relatives.
When I was about to move my car , I saw inside of my white car with
white seat covers. It was painted in dark red with a foul smell of clotted
blood , so was my shirt , looking to shirt I felt like I didn’t wanted to call it
a shirt anymore. After parking car I came back to icu , and shop keeper came to
me and told he was going. He also said he had made arrangements to inform
parents , and he wanted to go to shop as it was not closed. I didn’t answered
him , I didn’t had any mood to talk. Head was aching with doing what I did in
last 15 minutes. Now next thing was the interview , I should have been inside
the hall by 2.00 pm it was the strict instruction so that they never wanted to
make it late. So I thought I will give a call to inform them about the
situation so that I could go home , change dress and come back. I had already
saved number of help desk. First call kept ringing and transformed itself to a
miss call , but second was answered after 4th ring. The voice was so
familiar , it was the man with blue sari I thought, “ yess…who am I speaking to
??” . I replied , “ mam , am rahul menon , register number ax062 , I was
qualified for interview…but I coud….” , “ where were you? , we have been
looking for you all over…how careless you are about your profession , interview
already started , and am very happy to tell you there is no more need to come
now..” (beeeep) , she shouted at me , even before I could explain what happened
. at once I called her again , but her phone was switched off. I didn’t
understood what was happening , because it was too dramatic , to switch off a
number in help desk number. I could understand the stress they are facing , but
they could have heard me at least. I had no time to waste , I thought about
going to college and to explain them what happened , there was a half chance
still to attend the interview. Actually at that situation I was not in a near
position to attend that , still I kept hoping. When I was about to reach the
door a sister called me from back.” Excuse me , you have to be here , you cant
go”! I was in verge of collapsing , somehow I managed to tell her with calmness
in voice , “ madam , their parents will come soon” . but she was not buying , “
you have to be here , you may go after they are here , plzz sit her. I almost
begged her with voice dying in throat ,” plzz mam , I have an interview to
attend” . she shouted at me , “ you have to wait here , its our protocol , plzz
co operate , you may go if somebody responsible comes”. For the first time I
leaned to wall and cried , I don’t know why but I felt to do that , or it was
only thing happened. Then I suddenly thought about my dad , and his friend’s
son in law who was in hr of this company. At once I called home , and my mom
took the phone. When I explained her things she started crying , blaming some
planets in outer space for my fate , next was father , although he told him the
matter , he as always got mad , “ yes , I know once again you proved it , you
have any idea how you got this chance…and look at you , the great unsung hero
attended an accident case instead of interview. There would have been many to
take them other than you, but how will you let that…forget about it , am not
asking anybody for you anymore and come home” , (beep). And that was it , I was
screwed up , the things just happened was so unfair , it was like a bad dream
to happen with zero probability but it just happened. I failed my parents , I
ruined my interview , I met people who were so selfish and egoistic , and I
lost every thing , and the two I saved was still fighting…..i sat in that
corridor with heads down…
Chapter 4
As Choices so are results!!!
I sat there with eyes closed, for probably very long time. It was
around 3 pm when those biker’s relatives came.
They were too tensed, went straight to reception, then to doctor. Some
of them took phones and called somebody and one of them, probably his brother went
to counter to settle bills, I think he paid for that little boy too. Just in
next half an hour the boy’s parents too came, it was heart breaking seen to
watch his mother crying. His father was no less, but he was controlling his
tears just to act with logic. I should have gone and talked to them, but I was
not at all in a situation to explain things. I felt severe head ache and was
getting tired. However the biker’s brother gave me a sad smile as he passed me,
and went to his mother. Some of his friends came and asked me about it and I
explained them, they replied with other details. The boy’s parents where aged ,
and from their deepest agony it was almost sure that was his only son , and
they have waited long for him. One of the sisters came out to inform biker’s
parents to inform about his situation. He had serious bone fractures but was
recoverable, still they kept crying. Then sister went to boy’s parents with a
file and collected details about the boy. That boy was still critical, may be they
needed some conformation over head injury, and how serious it was. I don’t know
the medical terminologies so never understood about it, neither do his parents.
His mom kept lamenting about her child , but it was justified. She nearly went
unconscious and sat keeping head on the shoulders of her husband. He was acting
tough but was collapsed inside.
It was about 5 and I was still there , as I had nothing else to do. As I
was staring so long to that crowded entrance , I saw my father walking in to
the hospital. I was avoiding home , not to meet my father , but he came for me.
Now I just wished he didn’t find me , but he did and when I looked again he was
walking right in to me. I took car key , and stood up to give him key and I
wanted to tell him I was not coming then. But instead of what I expected , he
asked , “ how about them ? , how are them? . I answered him , “ the one who was
in bike is safe , albeit he have
serious injuries. The little boy is still have in serious condition.” ,
I said with a tone of , “do you really care? “ ! He asked , “ where is their
parents ? “ . I just replied him by looking at them , he turned his head to
find them. He told me he will come now and went to them. He talked to that boys
parents , sat by side and kept talking. I saw the boys father just burst out of
tears , my dad kept consoling him holding his hand , and he just sat there like
that. Then a new doctor of middle 50’s came to icu. The scene kept moving , but
none seemed to find any peace in it. It was around 9.00 , my father was still
by his side. I had never noticed this , or cared it. He had no need to come
hospital and help them this far. I don’t know what he did , but the boys
parents seemed little better than worst , even that degrees of betterment was
magical. I felt proud of him , I felt I was so wrong to think him bad. As it
was about father , and he had lots of contributions in my weighed head , all
the things I pretended which was not in my head seemed to flow. It started from
childhood to teenage and teenage to 20 , then 20 to yesterday and from
yesterday to now. In each part father by experience was shockingly different
for me , as it was for every children. But what felt strange or shocking to me
as I unloosed a son’s view of father , I had to admit I admired him , I
respected him , he was always better than me , he have never left any of my
wish unfulfilled , he stood for our family and he lived for it. He seems to
enjoy it , though it was a tedious task , he never smoked , he never drunk , he
never wasted money unless it was for me or my mom. He was a perfect dad with
lot of imperfections. Then when I kept thinking from his side , I was a
depression for him as son , I never made him happy ever. When my eyes went wet
, and heart crushed in pain I realized my mistakes. Actually I don’t know why I
thought so or why I got this maturity to think but I just did. Or maybe this
are things we all really know but we will never accept it , coz accepting it
will make us less before our dad. I thought in my past I had no problem to sob
, beg and ask sorry may be 1000 a day to my past love , my friends , even mom
but I never said even once to my dad. All the problems I had with my dad was
over , even if he scold me every day , even if me throw me out of home I swore
myself I won’t hurt him again. Then I thought about choice I made today, I
choose those two boys life uncertainty with my job and my ego which was
certain. May be within 5 minutes after that choice ambulance would have come,
may be result was all the same , then what was meaning of my choice. Then I
realized , it was a choice of a human living inside me , I did what I felt
right from my heart , that choice was irrational but it was from heart. And choices
made from heart makes me myself, I will never regret. As I said this I felt a
change a confidence building in myself, I felt some courage when I linked my
fate with my choice. And I just closed my eyes.
I opened my eyes as I sensed some
movement , I saw my dad walking with the doctor speaking with him , I quickly
looked the boy’s parents and they were crying. I connected dots , some kind of
deep pain serpent over me. I preferred dad , more than them for conformation
and went with him. After a certain distance he stopped and the doctor kept walking,
as he turned he saw me. He came to me and said , “ the boy has overcome the
danger , he will take time but will recover , worry was about internal bleeding
, but nothing was as serious as we thought , God’s grace what else!!”. You know
what I felt like a balloon getting its air released. I felt so happy , I cant
explain how I felt but I can only name it as “ how will you feel when you save
somebody” feeling. I thought about the joy an ambulance driver will be having
when he saved one life a day , which just multiplied the respect I had with
square of respect I have now to get a bigger value. But nobody haven’t dreamt
of becoming an ambulance driver even if it was job which had dignity and
divinity a doctor processed. Me and dad walked to his parents , watching this
dad came to us , mom was too tired to get up. He just came , but he had no idea
what to do , my dad understood this and he said to become happy as there were
no much reason as worried. I think he said thanks many time , and he just held
my hands so tight and kept smiling. It was already 2 am , as we walked out of
hospital , now stinky smell of blood was irritating me. I took the car , and we
had a drive together after a long time. But we didn’t talked anything but that
silence itself was so noisy but felt so happy. I drove it with ease and beauty which I never felt
before. I was not over excited but felt really good. As we were about to get in
to a bridge dad asked me to stop the car by side. I did so and followed him as
he walked to bridge. That night had crescent moon , and it was cool. He walked
to middle of bridge and he just stood there in steady breeze looking to the
mighty river flowing down the bridge. I use to do the same thing to get relaxed
, it was one of the best thing anybody could do if you have bridge near your
home. And we just let that silence we crafted inside the car to grow here too.
After a gentle gap he spoke , “ am sorry ….i didn’t mean to scold….what you did
was good , am so proud about you “ ! I was already happy and this made me
really emotional , but I had no idea how to react to him so I just blend in to
the silence. After a gap , I thought what I had already decided but still was
not prepared , I realized this was perfect moment and I asked him sorry too , I
actually don’t remember the words , but I was crying when I said so. He just
tapped my shoulder , bought key from me and this time he took car. As breeze
swirled in through the window I kept my face in a position to maximize its
effect. Dad said ,” I called him , he asked sorry for their behavior and asked
you to attend next interview whose venue will be announced soon , and this time
you will get to second round directly. I remained silent and kept looking out
through the window. I knew three or four years after that boy will be happy
with his parents , biker too will be happy , maybe he would have married
somebody by then , and he will be happy too. Interestingly, I don’t know their
name , they are just boy in bicycle , and
a lad in bike. They won’t even know my existence. May I wont be praised or
rewarded , maybe I won’t get that job too. But three or four years after I will
not be the same me again , I will definitely have a job and I will make my
parents happy too. It was not a choice but it was what I will be for the choice
I made. I won’t regret anymore to help anybody, I won’t hate my parents , I
will take care of them , I will work hard for me. You may call it fate ,
intuition , divine , story or whatsoever IT IS STORY OFCOURSE …but between words I told you something , my
dad told you something , that boys parents told you something , that boy told
you something , that participants told you something , my mom told you
something , biker told you something , that shopkeeper told you something ,
people present during accident told you something ..You heard everything too. (Dedicating this to all who hate and love
their parents, who helped others during accident and those who made choices and
never regretted) - HRK
