04/08/2014 05:27 PM I entered the cafe.The man sitting at the corner table came up to me and hugged me,as if weve been known to each other since years.His hug comforted me such that I felt I am in heaven.He took my bag and placed it near the wall and offered me his adjacent seat.There he was at the cafe sitting with the Spanish girl,Sara,doing some work related to DAF.I shaked hands and said Hello to her. Though he was busy, he was there for me as if he wasnt busy at all.My happiness knew bounds as i was sitting by his side. He asked me, or batao bachcha,kaisa chal rha h sb thik h bhaiya,bs aapse milne chahte the chaiy-coffee peete ho? nhi ice-tea chalega? kbhi peeye nhi hain. ruko yhan ka marble cake bhut accha hota h. nhi bhaiya,chor dijiye kyun? kha kr aaye hain hatt!! Tumhaare age ka to bachcha din me 5 baar khaata hai Then he ordered for me a marble-cake and an ice-tea.We chatted till the order was placed.The marble-cake looked delicious.Belonging from a small city,I never learnt to eat with a spoon,and I did the same here also,that is,started eating the cake using my hand.The gorgeous Spanish lady with him,was smiling.She was first looking at me,then at him and smiling.Then I noticed,there was a spoon and a fork,wrapped in the napkin,placed by my plate.I gave a broad smile to her,felt a bit embaressed,and started eating the marble-cake using the spoon and fork. But the lady continued to smile,fixing her eyes on my face.I said to myself,what the hell is wrong with her? Then I finally asked her, why are you similing? Anything wrong with me? oh,no dear,I am chatting with my friend on Facebook and telling her that a small boy is sitting adjacent to me.My friend then replied,then you must be looking as his grandmother!!! I am describing you to her,so I am watching you continously. I smiled. Then the man said me,chalo khatam kro isko,walk pr chalte hain,ye Fort bhut accha hai or lake bhi bhut sundar hai My dear friends,it not always happens that the person you admire says you like this. I obeyed him,like a small student obeys his teacher,finished the marble-cake and ice-tea and came out of the cafe with him.The lady sat in the cafe.Yes,I wanted some personal time with him.We went for a walk,and walked for around an hour and I shared everything with him what I had to. [Ill write about our conversation during the walk some other day] While returning back to cafe,I said him, bhaiya,aap k saath 1 pic milega? haan kyun nhi,chalo Sara bhut accha phot kheechti hai We returned to cafe. He said me to sit, and he went somewhere for some work. Then I was left alone with Sara,the Spanish lady. She again smiled at me and then I started conversation.We chatted for about seven minutes till he returned though some of her words went over my head due to her Spanish accent but I kept nodding my head as if I was getting everything!!! Of all the things I talked to her,one thing she asked me was, so you admire him? I replied confidently,yes and again recieved her broad smile Then he came and asked Sara to take my picture with him.I quickly gave her my mobile,then realized that my mobiles camera doesnt have a flash,I said,well have to go out,light here is unsufficient!!! We came out, Sara took my picture with him. She first took one,then ordered me to smile and show my teeth,and then took another. Yes,I got a picture with him,that was one of the billion things I wanted from him. Then I said to Sara,I want a picture with you also She laughed and came and stood by me,posing for the picture.He took the picture for me and I was delighted that my mobile is not that bad!!! Then I said to him,ok bhaiya,ab chalte hain He said,thik hai bachcha We went inside the cafe,gave my bag to me,again gave me an unexplainable hug to me and said,bachcha apna ghar hai,jab mn kre,aa jaana Then Sara too came up to me and said,will meet u again someday and hugged me .This is the first time any lady,or say girl,hugged me.I hugged her back,tooked me bag and came out of the cafe overjoyed and started moving towards my house. Yes,the man was none other than PRATYUSH PUSHKAR ,director/founder of DELHI ART FOUNDATION, a renowed english/hindi writer,poet,excellent photographer and many more things that I cant explain. But top of it all,hes a star,connected to soil .The gratitude he showed towards me, was simply awesome. Though he never knew me,never we talked over phone,just chatted a bit on Facebook, he met me and talked to me as if we were childhood friends.The way he explained life to me, totally changed my view of looking forward to this the world. THANX PRATYUSH BHAIYA...THANK YOU VERY MUCH [and special thanx to Sara also]
Posted on: Tue, 05 Aug 2014 12:40:25 +0000
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