Friend: "Jii baba, kuch chahiye?"
Baba without saying anything singled 'one' with his finger
My friend read his clue and offered one naan to him
At that very moment, one middle age woman equally ragged came rushing towards us and stopped right next to baba. This usually happens that when you try to help someone poor, the others (either really deprived or mere impostors) who always have their eyes in, sprint towards you to try out their chances. I won't call it a business but this can be one way of living. And something similar had happened here..
Woman: "Beta, kuch roti dila do, ghar pe bachey bhukey hain.."
My friend looked at us and smiled.. "Lo bhaiye.. aik aur.. Jao amma maaf kero!"
What happened then came crashing on us, trouncing our intellectually inflated minds, humbling us to our deepest core..
That baba who appeared so helpless, who quite evidently seemed starving, who himself had asked us for food, tore into two that single piece of bread we had offered him and extended it to that woman. It was stunning, I can not explain the sheer power of that moment. He smiled at her, kept his half bread in his handbag and walked away..
Nature has its own ways to reveal magnanimity.. Life is not just a cluster of meek, cagey familiarities.. Greatness comes in all form..
So much from God
That I can no longer
A Christian, a Hindu, a Muslim,
a Buddhist, a Jew.
The Truth has shared so much of Itself
That I can no longer call myself
A man, a woman, an angel,
Or even a pure
Befriended Hafiz so completely
It has turned to ash
Of every concept and image
my mind has ever known.