I’ve never been too fond of long breaks, particularly for
two reasons- one, I used to get bored of not doing anything at all and the
second, not being able to decide what to do. Yes, I’ve forever been this
unpredictable sort of a girl. My priorities changed from time to time, I was
indecisive about my career, I’ve been the perfect example of being the most
imperfect girl on earth. This time the break was as unpredictable as I am. The
sudden closure of college, boring days at home, no fun, no classes, it was a
boring life altogether. I tried out a lot of stuffs but nothing seemed
interesting. I decided to switch to my old passion of taking a round of the
city and clicking random people.
Woke up early that day, took my camera and left home. I went
to different places and clicked a lot of people, their pets, birds and lots
more. I met a lot of people at Kovalam, tourists, fishermen, and little kids
who were playing on the beach. I clicked so many faces that day; I enjoyed the
sea, sand and the sun all alone.
On the way, I stopped at a roadside tea shop to get my
favourite energy drink, “CHAI.” I met a boy who worked at the tea shop, Hari,
who was just ten years old. We became friends in a very short span of time. He
could speak English to some extent and that made it easy for me to talk to him.
I asked him about his family and he said his mother is a daily waged labourer
and his father runs the tea shop and he works with him. He lives in a small
tent that’s put up near the tea shop, but spends most of his nights sleeping on
the footpath. When asked about his education, he said he is studying in third
standard in a primary school and after works at the tea shop with his father He told me that he love school,playing with his friends and wants to go for higher
studies. He wants to be an actor someday. He also mentioned that he wanted to
see the shore temple at Mamallapuram. Hari was such an interesting character
and such a cute little friend that I couldn’t even realize that I spent more
than an hour at the tea shop and had some six cups of tea. When Hari noticed I
was carrying my camera he asked if I was a tourist, and hearing a NO from me he
asked me to click some pictures of him, which I gladly did. After I clicked his
pictures, (by the way he was a great poser) ;D he said he only has one picture,
the one in his school ID card but that too is now torn. Before leaving I promised
him, as soon as my exams get over I’ll take him to Mamallapuram and give him a
copy of all the pictures I clicked of him.
After a well spent day, on my way back home I just assessed the moments I spent with Hari, I realized that I got more than what Hari has, though I had to fight for everything.
* I have a home to live.
* I am getting the right education.
* I have a lot of little things that make me happy.
* I have people to support my dreams.
* I have a lot of pictures of mine to show off.
But soon I realized there are a two things that Hari has and I don’t. He has a lot more than I have.
After a well spent day, on my way back home I just assessed the moments I spent with Hari, I realized that I got more than what Hari has, though I had to fight for everything.
* I have a home to live.
* I am getting the right education.
* I have a lot of little things that make me happy.
* I have people to support my dreams.
* I have a lot of pictures of mine to show off.
But soon I realized there are a two things that Hari has and I don’t. He has a lot more than I have.
*Hari has his dreams.
*Hari has his innocence.
And those two little things make Hari so much more special. Those few moments spent with Hari will forever be the best time of my life. Hari taught me a great lesson; he taught me what life is all about and how the smallest of things make a great difference. :)
*Hari has his innocence.
And those two little things make Hari so much more special. Those few moments spent with Hari will forever be the best time of my life. Hari taught me a great lesson; he taught me what life is all about and how the smallest of things make a great difference. :)