25th January 2021 is not like a typical Monday where my calendar is usually filled with meetings and calls. 25th January is sandwiched between a weekend and a national holiday. So my client offfice is almost deserted as many people have taken off today to make it a long weekend.
A chilly and lonely day at office, I decided to take a walk in sun around my client office which is situated in Central Delhi. While I am taking the walk in winter sun, I see a person carrying a long cane with a political party flag tied to it. Kind of flag you see at rallies carried by volunteers of political parties. Now this person is carrying the flag of a political party whose policies I don't like much, especially during recent times.
This person is also wearing a long loose cheap kurta with his party symbol. He is wearing a badge with pic of his leader nas some slogans written. The badge shows that he has come for some political event. And he is also carrying a poster hanging on his back.
He comes to me and says that he wants food. I don't know why but I start talking to him in a bit sarcastic tone . I ask him why he is asking for food from me , didn't the political party whose flag he is carrying fed him.
The person says he has come from Madhya Pradesh in a language which can be described as half verbal and half gestures. He shows me his badge where it is written that he has come from Madhya Pradesh.
He tells me in incoherent words that he knows or has come to meet that particular leader. His badge shows that he has come from Madhya Pradesh. While telling all this he also gestures for food atleast thrice.
I again say that he should ask for food from that political party. He keeps on whispering and talking incoherent sentences. This continues for around two minutes and I just walk away from him.
All this is happening at a service road near a T-point. Just after walking for hardly a minute towards my office, a thought struck me.. My God.. That person was asking for food . He was not from Delhi and may be not fully mentally sound . And I made fun of him, talked to him sarcastically just because he was carrying flag of a particular political party and didn't give him food.
After this chilling thought, I got restless. I simply ran back but as I said, all this happened near a T point. By the time, I decided to go and look for him, it was bit too late. The man was no where to be seen and had disappeared from my sight. I was not even sure which way from that T-point he actually went.
I started searching for him , I asked for almost everyone if they had seen that person with a flag. Unfortunately no one gave any affirmative answer.
And I was sinking in pool of my own guilty. How come a mere sight of a flag held by that person, overcame the basic rule of giving food to a person when I can afford to.
I searched for that person for next 30-40 mins, almost ran on streets with a he hope that he shouldn't have gone too far. I searched for him with a hope that I will find him and feed that poor soul. Who was, may be at his worst, cheated by people who brought him to Delhi from his hometown, didn't bother to give him food or shelter in this chilly Delhi winter.
I couldn't find him even after searching for him for around 40 mins. He had simply vanished. He was no where to be found. I never felt this bad atleast in my recent past. What if he was just a person sent by God to test me ? What added to this constant lingering thought, were the circumstances in which he disappeared in just a minute. He couldn't have taken any bus or auto as all this occured on a service road. I don't think he had even money to hire any rickshaw. Given the attire he had, he was unlikely to get any lift either. How come a person can disappear in thin air and no body around seem to have a clue while the clothes and attire that person was simply unmissable.
I ask for forgiveness from that unnamed soul for the behaviour, I showed upon him. Talking to him sarcastically while he was hungry and helpless. I promise to myself never repeat this sin again. It was a moment of human weakness which overshadowed my judgement.
A chance to a good deed is a privilege God gives us, never waste such a chance. Else you will left with nothing but self-guilt and regret. Forgive me dear ( whoever you were) if you can.
Zindagi ke safar mein guzar jate hain jo mukam.. woh phir nahin aate.. woh phir nahin aate..