The Blind Man in the Bus

Those were college days. Owning phones had just become common and that to recently with college going kids. But I didn’t have one and I was one on so many without it. This is a story of those days when the world was becoming high tech but sadly there were some special people who didn’t see that technology and the visual experience of rapidly developing India.

Everyday I used to travel from Chembur to Dadar to my College. I was in my Junior College then and as a guy aged 17 I had lot of energy and a lot interest in the newly no-school mature world. Unlike in 2017, 2007 was a way better in terms of actually knowing people. People knew other people visually and some even talked to each other in the B.E.S.T bus. There were so many college guys and girls boarding and getting down the bus as almost all stops had colleges like Khalsa College, SIES, SIWS, Ruia College, Ruparel College and so on. Most of the time I used to stand and used to notice especially girls I knew visually and their everyday different styles and I never had the guts to talk to them, I was in all boys school, how could I? But yes, apart from the girls there were very different people who took the bus everyday, the same bus that I used to take (cause I left home at a fixed time 1230 hours noon)., there was a woman who blamed every man to be taking advantage of her (I know no one took advantage and why would anyone, there was nothing good in her), there was a businessman who used to talk business of crores and yet travelled on my bus to save money (he was a Marvadi), there was a girl who I had a crush on and she used to give me back smiles but we never actually talked, and then there was a blind man who used to travel from Sion to Dadar T.T.

The blind man I supose was a parsi. He was well dressed, had all the etiquettes a gentleman should have. He always used to get the handicap seat. It seemed he used to work somewhere like an organisation or so. This blind man used to wait at the same spot and generally needed no help to get up on the stair. People always showed him where the door was and ofcouse its because its Aamchi Mumbai! This man is a life’s example for me because he never gave up and there are a few examples I remember yet today.

He once heard f a baby crying and then came to know that it was a baby crying on a lady shoulder and who was standing. This man offered the seat to her. I am not kidding! It was a mouth shut episode for all the men including the young seated ladies. What a lesson!

Then, there was a time when the conductor changed. The new conductor tried to fool him by giving coins and notes of a different currency while buying the bus ticket. But, the gentleman was not someone to fool. He got to know that the conductor was trying to fool him and created a rukus. He also, knew which currency he gave the conductor. This was a live example to me that you dont need eyes to live, you need the mind and courage to live.

I forgot to tell you, there used to be a lady to recieve him who was almost as old as him. He never made her suffer to be with him all the way. A true gentleman I must say.

This man is some one I can never forget. I dont remember his face but I remember what he used to wear..a kurta and payjama or a Safari Suit, sometimes.



Author: Gaurav. G

An Airline Professional cum Hotelier who likes blogging, writing and bringing awareness.

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