Humans are sold here -Ramsharan

still that time ‘Anna-Sambar’ was the most despised food for me in B’lr. I got the real taste first time on that afternoon for just 15 Rs.for a full plate ‘Anna (rice) & Sambar …unlimited’ The taste of the first sip which I never got in Kamath’s even after paying hundred bugs.

Ramsharan… all together a different character then became special personality in my Lyf.

We complain about the things we get or curse our destiny for the things we never get. People are there who start walking with their destiny without even thinking where it will lead them. Can they think all these issues? & if they think also can they Change?
One of them was Ram… before he learned the first alphabet in his life started ‘Laboring’. our desire leads us in life. Ram continued his schooling upto 7th std.I asked him Curiously..

Me: “Then why you left your school after 7th?”
Ram: kaise jata dost jab meri padhai ke liye meri chhoti bahan ko Majuri karni pad rahi ho?
Me: kitne din se kar raha hai ye sab?
Ram: jab din kya hota hai ye bhi nahi pata tha.
Neither the Books, nor Sanskar many times just Situation teaches everything.

The day continued with plastering the building. While carrying the cement, I was engaged in comparing what is the proportion of Cement, Retie, Bricks in the material & what I learnt, heard in Civil engg.
Still I remember – while returning from school I was cursing the slope on road which I had to take on my cycle. I was worried when it’ll go from my Life?
‘The slope’ on Hebbal road…? Will it go from Ram’s life?

When I give something to someone – I expect it to be remembered, just for a lift given on road I expect a thanks. I expect juniors to wish me when meet in road.
What Can I offer to Ram?

1st evening I thought I got a good lesson in my life. Now just to Listen songs on FM may be in Kannada… (B’cz still then I was not even in position to distinguish southern Lang ), a full plate of Rice & Rassam.. (yes now I wanted it to have) …may be a typical routine of a labor.

I thought of asking Ram what he does?

Me: Ram ab kya karega ghar ja ke.. ?

Ram: Sabji launga, bahan ke sath khana pakaunga.

Me: Uske bad.. Kuchh gane vane.. FM, TV hoga Na Kisi ke pass.

Ram: Ha rahta hai aksar kisi ke pass.mai to hafte ke 2 picture theater me hi dekhata hu.

Me: Kya pictures vo bhi theater me? Lekin Hindi to nahi lagte yaha jada. Samazati hai tuze inki bhasha?

Ram: Are bhai samajani to padegi akhir roti jo de rahi hai ye hame aaj. Aur hame kaha ise le ja ke apne gaon me bolani hai ! Lekin hamare to shauk hi aur hai. aayega mere sath kal?
kam pe 7.30 baje jana hai to subah 6 baje aana yahi Bhima’s pe.yahi hamare basti ke pas ground hai ek vaha Kabbadi khelate hai ham sab.aur barsat rahi to ‘phootbal’
Me: ‘Kabbaddi’ …. Nahi kaise bolu mai. Suna hai yaha ki Mitti pili hai.. kya isme bhi vahi mahak hai jo mere yaha kale mitti me hoti hai.

( Shayad dusara din pahle se jada thrilling tha jab subah pili mitti pe sab kale chehare (mny of them from South) kabbadi khelane vale the aur mere din ki suruvat hone vali thi ‘Har Har Mahadev … Jay Bhavani’ ki gunj se).

First 2 min. On the Kabaddi Court — faces probably from all the corners of Country just cheering ‘Har Har Mahadev’

They know Shivaji Mahraj.. Do we know Rani Chennamma? Have we heard of Raja Chhatrasal..? Do we ever utter the name of Maharana Pratap?

1000 Km from my place, now I realized where I came from? What I meant for other people coming there…

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