Thursday, August 14, 2014

Wisdom From A Musalman.

       I was very excited that I'm going back to Mumbai. After a small vacation for "Dassara" festival. I have train at 2-45 PM.  I went to Karachi bakery bought some special biscuits for my team mates in Mumbai. I paid it with Jithu's Credit card I guess. After that small shopping we ( Bobby was with me) waited for our dear friend Raghava who likes to eat possible thing. I got bored in waiting but god is so cool. To get me out of this boredom he made my HR to call me as part of some escalation for not filling some time sheet. By the time I figure out and give her a sensible excuse. Raghava came we spoke for some time about the common shit we speak all the time. I got into train.
     My berth is the one which is near to the toilets. It was smelling like shit everywhere in the train. I was looking around if i can find some cute girl in my compartment, But no Luck. 5 minutes before the train was going to start. A highly punctual Muslim family with 5 members came into my compartments they are in same cabin with me. Train started they opened the home made Biryani and started eating. They offered biryani to all reachable passengers. It was smelling so awesome, When she offered me the I said "No Thanks". I still regret about that stupid decision. On that day we have a match between India Vs Pakistan. In the beginning of the journey I was busy exploring the features of my new windows phone. After quite a less time I left bored. There was one uncle who will be more than 50 years old sitting beside me, He is a well-educated decent Musalman with innumerous wisdom.. Whenever I look at him he is giving a smile, I realized he just need little push to start a long lasting conversation.
     I start the conversation like this.
Me - do you stay in Mumbai or Just going on a vacation?
Uncle - Hmm ! I will stay in Hyderabad. I'm going on a vacation to Mumbai.
Me - How often will go to Mumbai?
Uncle - Quite frequently. I stayed in Mumbai for more than 20 years. It is like my second home. I will go to Mumabi whenever I think of Marine Drive :D.
Me - Wow, That is my favorite place too, Walking along Marine Drive all alone, it is awesome.
Uncle - Yeah, It will be even more awesome if you have the most loved one with you.
Me - Ya ya. I see people hanging out there. I regret why I'm not from this place.
Uncle - Yeah Mumbai is such an awesome place. People mind there own business and always be busy. You will see the different level of energy here.
Me - Yeah I observe that. What do you like most in Mumbai?
Uncle - Ganesh Festival  --
Me  - (I was very surprised for that answer) Yeah here this festival celebrations are more matured when compared to Hyderabad. I guess Hyderabad stands second in celebrating this festive.
Uncle - True! - but In our Hyderabad it is more like Communal festival. People have some level of immaturity in both the communities.
   When two people start conversation in India there will be three most important and unavoidable Topics.
1- Cricket
2 - Movies
3 - Politics.

Me - Today's Match India is going to win.
Uncle - Yup. But my respect towards cricket downgraded these days.
Me - Is it because of IPL?
Uncle - exactly. I see people playing only for  money. I feel they are not doing as dignified job as they should be doing.
Me - dignified?
Uncle - ( had a long discussion about Dignity of labor and stuff) People get respect for what they do. but here some people are getting more respect then they deserve some or not. He spoke about all old cricketers and especially bowlers from west indies.
            discussion moved to movies from Cricket. He spoke about some old movie directors who respected there profession and who didn't use the women in any wrong way in any of there movies. and our discussion soon moved to Politics. He started praising Narendra Modi. As I was not much interested about politics and much more interested about Mumbia, I dragged our conversation about Mumbai.