It's been sometime since I did any blogging. Enough of narcissism for a while( I will get back to it though. ;) ) Something prompted this post. This particular incident happened a few days back and I have been meaning to write about it.
I was bored at home during the holidays, and decided to take a walk. It was about 3.30-4 in the afternoon and it was a pleasant day. I rarely walk around on busy roads and that day was no exception either. As usual, by force of habit, I was messaging someone or fiddling with my phone, I am not too sure. And I heard a shrill voice behind me say "Appa, Kaalu Novtha ide"(Dad, my legs are paining.").What I saw when I turned back, was a little girl of about 8,dressed in a school uniform which wasn't in a great condition, walking beside a man of about 35,who was thin and haggard looking, unshaved, who was pushing a bicycle alongside.
The man looked exhausted pushing the bicycle after what must have been a tough day of labour. He parked his bicycle by the footpath, lifted the little girl by her waist and gently set her down on the bicycle bar. The girl had a big smile on her face and the father gave her a tired looking smile and removed the stand of the cycle and started pushing the cycle towards their destination. The girl went on in her chirpy little voice, probably her day's activities at school.They went past me, I couldn't hear them anymore. I could just see the man nodding his head to whatever the daughter was saying. And off they went.This was a small incident which consumed less than two minutes of my day's time. But something which left an impression somewhere, in my heart.
I can get all philosophical about the situation. But I leave it to you this time, to see it all for yourself. Picture this in your head. Hope you also get a feel of the emotional rollercoaster ride that I experienced.
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