Tuesday, January 31, 2012

The Night Journey

In 1997, on a winter night, S started for a village about 135 km from Hyderabad. The next day was his cousin's wedding. The whole family had left and he was the only one yet to go. One had to get down at a place called Ekhelli and there was a 7 km journey that had to be taken to reach  this village. He thought he would get down in the early hours of the next day as the bus usually took 4-5 hours to reach. But that day, he met a friend who was going to Bombay in his car and he offered to drop him. Unexpectedly, his journey time was cut down by 3 hours and he landed in Ekhelli at around 1.30 in the night. 

His friend dropped him on the highway and the car zoomed into darkness. He looked around and saw no trace of any life anywhere. He walked into the bus stop and put his bag down. The only light came from the half moon that wandered in the sky. In one corner, he saw a beggar sleeping. That apart, the only sound he heard was cold breeze whizzing past his ears. He knew that it was too late and probably too early to head towards the village, on way to which, as a child, he had seen many a snake. Soon he realized the silence which had trapped him, both from inside and from outside. 

He sat in the bus stop and with nothing to do, wanted to sleep. But it was too cold to sleep and he, was too scared as he had some cash and gold on him. He lit up a cigarette and blew out smoke. He realized that it would be a better idea to visit another cousin, who lived in Ekhelli instead of sleeping in the bus stop. His cousin was a government employee in Ekhelli and lived in staff quarters. But the challenge was, he had been there only once and he didn't remember the route too well. 

At 1.45, he started walking towards the staff quarters. The only sound he heard was his slippers rustling against cold sand.  He speculatively walked through lanes and bylanes and took countless turns. At one point, he realized that he had reached the end of the village and all he could see was only dark melancholic emptiness. For the first time that night, he was scared. He knew there was no point walking any further. His heart beat like a German  made automobile piston and he began to sweat. He had walked for about twenty minutes and was extremely tired. He pushed back his bag which hung along his shoulder and unzipped his pants to relieve himself. Once done, he sat down on a rock and cursed himself for agreeing to take that lift which transported him early, but into deep trouble. 

As he wiped his sweat, he saw a light approaching towards him. It was a two-wheeler. As they came a bit closer, he also heard a whistle. They were cops. He saw a ray of hope. He stood on the rock put his bag down and waved both his hands and screamed, "Sir, sir, sir, sir, sir...". As they came closer and noticed him, they screamed repeatedly and the driver accelerated like hell and they sped away. S went clueless. He wondered why policemen were scared and they ran away from him. When he got down and picked up his bag, he realized he was standing on the grave of one Mr. Shantaram John. He screamed again and started running towards the village. To his misfortune, three dogs started running behind him. He started screaming as he ran. He stopped in front of a small house that was decorated with lights. The dogs, somehow left him alone. He saw there was a tent put up in front of the house and a few people slept under thick sheets. 

An old woman sat at the entrance of the house chewing tobacco. She saw him and said, "Who are you? What do you want?". He told her that his cousin is the Govt. officer and he was looking for his house, the staff quarters. She said, "What are you doing at the graveyard at this hour? Are you a Sorcerer?". He tried to explain that he was not, but that day, he wore a black shirt. And as a habit, he had applied large amounts of vermilion on his forehead. This scared the old woman. She said, "You are lying, wait I'll wake my sons up" and screamed aloud. Her sons woke up and held him. They gave him two minutes to speak. Fortunately, one of them was the peon working in his cousin's office and he understood everything. 

At 2.45, the peon escorted him to the staff quarters. His cousin opened the door and welcomed him. He didn't speak much. He drank many glasses of water and as he was about to sleep, his cousin asked, "So, how was your journey?". S looked at him in the dim light and said, "Don't ask". 

15 years have passed and even today, S doesn't travel if he has to reach at night. 

- Deepak Karamungikar

Tuesday, January 3, 2012

Hungry!

Hunger is a universal phenomenon. Some people can stay hungry for a long time and yet act normal. But this is about someone I know who has never controlled hunger in his life. Let's call him S. S led a lavish life as a business man. He never allowed hunger to strike him and given his taste for great food, he had tried everything that's there in Hyderabad, well almost. 

In 1995, One day, a cousin A visited S for three days. On one of those days, he asked S to take him out to Abids because he had some work. They started at 9.00 am. In a hurry, S wore a trouser that was available in front of his eyes and started off. After reaching Abids, he realized that all he had in that trouser's pocket was Rs. 2/-. And 10 notes of Rs.100 and other change were in another trouser's pocket that he wore the previous day.When he realized the truth, he was already at the office of a person they had gone to visit. It was about 9.40 and they had not had breakfast. 

While A and S waited for the man to arrive, S started feeling hungry. By 10.30, he was very very hungry and there was no trace of the man yet. He wanted to find the first way out to a hotel, but then, he had no money except the Rs.2. So, he patiently waited for A to finish his work and decided to ask him later. At 10.55, a peon arrived and informed, "Sahab aaj 2 baje ke baad aate". S let out a sigh of relief and was happy that he is finally getting to go out. S said to A, 'Come, let's go home,'

A said, 'Now, it is 11.00 already. Just a matter of 3 hours, let's watch a movie in Santosh theater and by the time the movie is over, this man will be back,'. S agreed readily, given his craze for movies. S said, 'But first, let us eat something,'. A said, 'Wait, let us buy the tickets first,'. S patiently said, 'ok,' and waited patiently.
They waited in the ticket queue for 10 minutes and by the time they got the tickets, people were being allowed inside the hall. A hurriedly took S inside. S was feeling so hungry that he could've eaten anything. The first thing S did on entering the theater was look towards the canteen. It was locked. Since it was the morning show, no one had arrived yet.  This angered him a lot. S tried to get out of the theater, but A said, 'Hey come, movie is starting!' 

S, with a very sad face entered the hall and sat down. All he could do, was wait for the interval. If only he had not forgotten the money, he would have been in Taj Mahal hotel right across the road. He suffered through the first half of the movie and then, interval happened. In the interval, A took out S to the canteen and said, 'Tell, what do you want to eat?'. S looked around and found that the only thing that could fill his stomach, at least temporarily were Samosas - small ones. S said, 'samosas'.

A asked, 'How much?'. The hawker said, '2 rs. mein chaar'. A took out a Rs.2 coin from his pocket and said, '3 samosa dena'. He took the 50 paise back put it in his pocket and three samosas and offered it to S. S was now so angry that he wanted to slap his cousin. By the time S took one samosa and ate it, A finished both the samosas and was on his way back to the hall. S almost cried. He was now so depressed that his hunger had died. Also, he was so sad that he didn't even want to buy 4 more samosas with the Rs. 2 he had in his pocket. 

The movie ended at 2. They went to the office, met the man, got the work done which took about an hour. S was swimming in a sea of depression. Also, reluctance to ask for money from his cousin, given his self-respect had led him into this situation. Only thing S could think of at that time was food. His stomach burned. He knew home and food were only 10 minutes away. 

When they got home, it was 4 pm already. He stepped inside his house, changed, washed his feet and sat down in the kitchen and screamed, 'Mother, food'. She understood what would have happened and served him. He ate till 5.00 pm. When his stomach was full, he had tears in his yes. When he came back into the hall, A was watching TV. S tried to control his anger. But more than anger, he pitied him for living the whole day without food. He asked A, 'When will you eat?'. A said, 'I ate 2 samosas, I can stay till night'. S didn't know whether to laugh or cry. 

The next morning, A woke up early. While S was still in bed, he looked at him and said, 'Today, let us go to Begum Bazaar!'

- Deepak Karamungikar