Quite
some time ago, a friend of mine called and complained non-stop about his boss.
‘Rakshas hein rakshas, juice nikhal deta hein! (in Hindustani, a fiend who
drinks your blood!). Kabhi kabhi man karta hein, bhag jaon yahan se (feel like
running away from here!). Like in all such situations at work place, he also
had a ‘friend’ to pour his heart out (apart from ‘tele’ friends like me). Since
it was some time since we had spoken, I rang him up to say ‘hi!’ He almost
broke down on the phone. Here is what he told me.
His
sister was due to be married and everything had been arranged. As the marriage
was to be solemnized in the groom’s city, a bus was arranged to convey the
bride and family to that place. The joyous melee in the bus turned into a
nightmare enroute. Driver lost control and banged into a huge tree. Apart from
others, the bride got crushed between two seats. The rest was mayhem.
An
sos was flashed for the treatment. Some help came from here and there. The
‘trusted’ friend of his office was no where to be seen. Considerable money was
locked up as advances to the hotel, marriage hall, caterers, et al. He was in a
spin.
And
then the ‘rakshas’ appeared in the hospital. After confabulations with the
doctors, he handed them a cheque sufficient to see her through o her health. As
the dumbfounded friend kept looking on, the ‘rakshas’ wagged a finger at him
before leaving and told him to rejoin duty the day she is stable!
‘Yaar,
mein jaan bhi dei dun uske liye, tho bhi khum hoga (I can even give my life for
him, friend). Bloody hell, to think that I was cursing him all the time those
days!’
Human
beings are the most complicated things that God ever made. Though HE is
supposed to be in every thing, how He will manifest, what He is capable of doing
and in whose heart you will find His reflection – well, that perhaps is the
mystery called life!
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