Thursday, March 27, 2008

Colours of India

Sitting in a blue line bus of Delhi, I was looking outside the window. Suddenly I heard a shreik of a lady. The lady was around 70 years old. She almost fell down when breaks were applied. There was a sudden silence.

No, it was not just the fault of the driver instead it was because of passengers. All the seats were occupied. so the lady had to travel in standing position. Few people gave her a hand to help her stand up. Other ladies and some old gentlemen started blaming the "New Generation".

"This generation don't know how to respect elders. They are always in hurry." said one of the lady. Another lady said " How will they learn moral values ... This is all because of Kalyug !!! an age of evil, these people eat pijja and other foreign food, don't wear ethical clothes... argue with parents".


One of the them offered her his seat. She sat down and thanked the boy. The boy had a bright shine in his eyes. He was just 18 or 19. He quietly went near the door. He had a slight smile on his face.

His positive vibes were spreading everywhere. The old people were watching him, and said " Nice boy. Atleast there are some good people still living"