Last weekend….
It was around half past ten in the morning, when I was back from my french classes. I was on the bike with usual, unusual thoughts in my head and a slight head ache. The thoughts in my head was because of my work and skill up gradation plans. The head ache was due to the newly painted class room where I go for learning french. It was mixed kind of feeling, but it is very usual to me.
I was blocked by the red light near the lakshman shruthi signal, I was cursing the traffic lights for increasing the magnitude of my hunger by just increasing the time for my reaching home, that too just very few kilometers from my home. It was at this point, I saw the young guy who impressed me a lot….
He was a small guy, should be little less than 10 years of age. But, the job he was doing was a job of a talented person. I would never push myself into that job because it involved, lot of talking, convincing, canvassing and selling your product. Yes!! you guessed it right, he was selling…he was a young sales person. He was not selling computers or mobiles or laptops or not a highly worthy thing, he was selling ear buds - a thin plastic straw which has cotton rolled on both the ends, which we use for cleaning our ears.
He should have been one of the usual boy who was born in a poor family, who had heart and will to learn…but no bread to fill his stomach. He should have been forced to sell ear buds to earn his living. It was tough job, I agree…The probability of people buying ear buds was so less, out of the little more than thousand vehicles(inclusive of four wheelers and two wheelers) in the signal, not even one of them braught the ear buds, though it costed just 10 bucks.Ten bucks, is not a huge amount, when compared to what we spend on unneccasary expenses.
Despite of all this short comings, I liked the attitude of this small guy. He would go near each and every vehicle…And give a broad million dollar smile to his customers and ask,
“Buds vangikongaa anna/akka, verum pathu ruba dhaan….”
Some of them would be polite with him and say a gentle NO…and some of them would be harsh on him and shove him off…
But however his customers reacted, he still maintained his winning attitude and his mesmerizing million dollar smile…I was astonished to see this…What an hero he was?? Heroes, are not the persons who bear all the pain, kill/hit hundred people and save the heroines in movies…nor they are persons who have extra-ordinary powers nor they are persons who are like our fake politicians…The real hero, in fact the first hero I met in real life was this small kid….
He had no money, no education, not sure if he would have his next meal…probably even no shelter and nothing to fulfill his basic needs…but still he had the good will, winning attitude, ever lasting hope, patience, understanding and the hunger to achieve…and lot more good things
Without hesitation, I brought a packet of ear buds from my small hero and wished him good luck with a broad smile back…I saw his eyes glittering and bubbling with energy…I thought every week I should buy buds from him, if or not I use it
But, the majority of the population in India have all our basic necessities fulfilled, but we never have the attitude that this guy has…But still, we are sad, we are not contended…we run behind material wealth…At last we forget we are humans… why?? Can’t we change for good?? If we cannot be heroes, can we at least be good humans??
I thought I will meet my hero this week also…but, he was missing in his office place, open air office rather…I thought may be he changed his office location or rather shifted from his current job…however, I admire him a lot…hope I will get a chance to meet him again…