The lesser Beings
Usually
my mornings are spiced up with a heated argument with Magan bhai, the person
who comes to collect the domestic trash and clean the
parking place of our residential complex consisting of six flats. The spats revolve around
the record level of his absenteeism from work and abrupt services punctuated
with unmistaken tardiness.
(We often tend to disrespect people on the basis of the work done by them. That he/she can have a different or own way or compulsions of living life, is just not accepted by us, the pseudo literates. We conveniently ignore and forgive us for covering up our misdeeds…we take pride in innovating reasons for being late in reaching office or for not completing work in professional or personal arena, but we tend to be extremely strict and harsh while dealing with the mistakes of others and rebuking those who are less fortunate than us ….. the ‘lesser beings’).

Today,
while I was in the parking place getting ready to zoom to office, I watched Magan bhai who having collected the trash, had emptied the contents into a larger bin for further
collection. He dragged
and hauled up the bin to an elevated place, away from the reach of the bovines
and canines.
I was in my usual hurry to reach office before the extreme limit of the self extended
‘in’-timing. Yet, I felt like chatting
up and thus ended up complimenting him for his efforts to keep the campus clean
and litter free.
Magan bhai
turned around with surprise writ large on his face. He must have expected yet another
confrontation with me for his indiscreet performance…and my uncanny words of
appreciation seemed to have slapped him hard.
What
ensued next was a purging of emotions.
He narrated his woes in managing his home front, taking care of an
ailing wife and other dependent members in his family, completing the household chores before coming to work. He commented on the difficulties faced in keeping the complex clean (that we have dirtied) and putting the
kitchen waste out of the reach of the perpetually hunger stricken cows and dogs
populating the streets.
Today,
I reached office beyond the permissible time limits. And I do not regret it.
(We often tend to disrespect people on the basis of the work done by them. That he/she can have a different or own way or compulsions of living life, is just not accepted by us, the pseudo literates. We conveniently ignore and forgive us for covering up our misdeeds…we take pride in innovating reasons for being late in reaching office or for not completing work in professional or personal arena, but we tend to be extremely strict and harsh while dealing with the mistakes of others and rebuking those who are less fortunate than us ….. the ‘lesser beings’).

awesome!! keep 'um coming!! I will definitely visit from time to time.. happy writing!!
ReplyDeletethanks Bondhu....for the encouragement...visit korish...porish...ja first hand reactions after reading...ja mone ashe ...bhalo...mondo...please feedback deesh....
DeleteNice to see that you could find a human face to this so called 'irritating' character. But lets also not forget that you're a sucker for a sob story!
ReplyDeleteyes...you R right...but amidst our busy urbane materialistic self centered life we tend to highten our individualistic problems and miss out on the struggles that our fellow beings are also going through without complaining. To look down upon 'others' and more so if the 'others' are 'less' than us (in any way) is commonplace and internalised. What I want to remind myself through my experiences is that the struggles are inherent in everyones' lives, the intensity of the struggles may be higher than mine (at times).....the level might differ......
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