I care..

My net sucks!!i just hate it..i wanted to post this on 24th feb itself..but thanks to my net!!
Was having another journey from howrah to singrauli(this is where I get down..). was alone. it was ac 3 tier..was hoping for some shahid type guy to land.(.courtesy :jab we met
PS-however it never happens!!)
I was in the top berth..was very busy with my new book(Above Average. the only book that I bought from book fair)
It was 9.30. I was planning to have my dinner.. All of a sudden saw some people crowded,a part of the chaos, beneath my seat. There was an uncle in orange t-shirt and an elderly lady .she was alertly searching something.. sideways below there was this person.he was a surd..(let him be MR. A) I didn’t understand what was going on as the volume of my ipod overrid the conversation..i paused for a minute or two.. understood that A was shifting to the (uncomfortable) middle berth.diagonally my seat..to exchange his seat with that lady. She blessed A. I felt nice and resumed to my song..
That orange t-shirt uncle brought his wife, who appeared sick. She was to be shifted in that seat..actually. She was very delightful having got a lower berth. After my failed efforts of preventing myself to be the part of that discussions, I ended up in asking “do you have a fracture at your back???” I saw the belt she was wearing.. Ma used to wear it also after her fracture.. She replied “no, its an infection..” wasn’t able to hear the name clearly. After having her settled, the atmosphere was quiet now..

I was in a new confusion..my temperament was telling my mind of THANKING “A” for his sweet gesture..i thought.. a mere appreciation would encourage him further for doing these small chores which really matter a lot..this was what my conscience said.. but my hidden fears made its entry…I started thinking.. what if the other passengers started thinking that I was flirting?? After all I was alone.. What if mr. “A” himself thought the same?? What if I made a fool of myself?? What if….
Erroneous questions started a turmoil inside my head..
Tired and exhausted I felt asleep….my hidden fears had already won over my conscience. It was celebrating its triumph in peace..

Next morning.. I saw the empty middle berth.. I realized how I prevented myself from adding fuel to the lamp of reverence ..

I wish one day we are able to curb all the fears and interact freely with all..it induces unity within us….
‘JAY HO!!’