The direct rays of the sun were scalding my scalp. I was rushing home from work. My ears were startled by a voice that said, “Ae Bachi.. Ae Bachi” and then faded away into the background. Suddenly, I came to a sudden standstill due to the interruption caused by the voice. This old lady had a bend in her back, and she was walking slowly while holding a polybag in her right hand. I approached her cautiously and with a lot of trepidation. Compounding thoughts filled my mind. In other words, “It’s not safe to talk to her, I don’t know her,” “Noida city is unsafe,” and so on. I finally reached out to her with these thoughts and doubts in my head.

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When she said, “What time is it, Bachi?” I felt at ease. I told her the time. A brief interval of silence elapsed.

In a matter of time, as I was about to turn, she squeezed my hand and pointed to the garden, asking, “Can you please drop me off?” It’s not far from there. “

I was scared, but I kept quiet and followed her wherever she went. There was a brief silence between my thoughts, her words, and everything else.

Soon afterward, she showed me her medications. Silently, my mind raced with questions and fears as I tried to figure out why she was showing me her meds. When these two actions were paired with my dread, I began to suspect.

just as my brain was trying to take a rest. She spoke again. This time with a firm voice. Fear gripped me. She said that her spinal cord was damaged in a car accident six months ago, and that’s why she has a bend. She’s taking meds for that, she sobbed. My emotions were stirred. A brief sense of relief came over me when she thanked me and remarked, “Tune is budhi ko shara diya, Bhagwan tujhe tarkee de” (You have given support to an old person, may God bless you.” I was giddy with joy. She wanted to know more about me. I described my career and family to her. “Bhagwan tujhe khob tarkee de (May God give you success and wealth)”, she murmured again. I felt good about helping her because I had acted on my instincts. My day was brightened by a little joy.

I dropped her off at her place. “Beti tumhara waq kharab toh ni hua, tumhe dusro rasta pe ana pada (You had to walk down till here, your time must have been wasted),” she said upon arriving at her destination.

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“Aapka Shukria Apne Mujhe Yeh Muka diya (Thank you for giving me a chance to help you)”, was all I could say. I was overjoyed.

Such time-related platitudes can only be said by those with noble intentions. This experience opened my eyes to the fact that receiving a blessing from an elderly person can make you feel as if you’ve been transported to another world, the world of the past, the world of heavens. In a matter of seconds, those blessings shifted my mood from one of skepticism to one of joy.

I’m ending this encounter with a comeback.



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