The
memory of that day is still fresh in my mind. I had gone to Srifort Auditorium
to watch a show for which I had an invite pass. After the show around 8.30 pm,
as I drove out and reached the intersection I took a left turn.
My
car had yet not geared into speed. In a flash of a glimpse saw a middle- aged
phirang (foreigner, from where I don’t know) standing on the footpath crying
away tears. I had just passed by. An image registered in my brain and my feet
applied brake.
“Why
are you crying? Where do you have to go?” I asked with concern.
“Par..ya..wara..n vi..har”was all she could utter in her
anglisized tone.
I
tried to stop a few autos but they buzzed by. Finally an autowala stopped.
I
rushed to him and said, "Bhaiya yeh aurat
videshi hai.Apne desh ki izzat hai isme, agar ek anjan ki maddat karen.Please
inko jahan kehtai hain le jao.Kya mein tum par bharosa kar sakti hoon."
The
man (god bless him) immediately said, "Don’t worry madam. Take my auto no. I’ll
drop her."
The
lady sat in the auto. The smile on her lips and gratitude in her moistened eyes
said it all.
I
think I did my bit. With immense joy I drove back home feeling that I created
one ‘good karma’ for myself.
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