Its a true story .
Whenever i visit dakshineshwar ,
there's always something which makes me feel that all my past sins are omitted and and a new joyous journey lies ahead.
As i was coming out of the elaborate temple, there sat a beggar of mid seventies who wore ragged clothes with a haggard face.
I passed a ten rupee notem and he said,"thank you very much" ,in an english accent which i did not expect from people who battled their lives sitting outside temples.
I asked mother to keep moving and promised to join her in a small stall soon ,which provided delicious puri.
I conversed with him , he replied all this was the cause of having a bad child born,who threw him out after the old man scolded the daughter in law for a genuine reason . The son of this unfortunate man worked as a journalist in the most prestigeous english newspaper of the same city,kolkata. The place where the son dwelled was his fathers' , who trusted him and passed a will before death.
I took his sons ' number and gave a call , only to find that i was behaving like a call centre guy trying to sell off a guy.
I was seventeen then and the next day i had to go back to my boarding which was far from the city.
I didnt get the oppurtunity to go back to the temple , but i would definately like to meet the old man and tel him my findings about his son.
probably he would not sustain the conditions , he might have died of a broken heart or if gods' blessing was with him , he should have got his property back and taught his son a lesson.
my message is
never will your children anything ,
no matter how good they pretended they were,
else they will leave you with nothing,
very similar to the stuation of the old beggar.
