The Biscuit Bite

Excited and lost in thought of going home after a long time, Ajay was waiting for the train at Ujjain Railway Station. He was observing the people roaming around the station, eating snacks, spitting on the platform, a typical Indian railway station scenario. He got up from his chair and went to buy a magazine, a packet of Biscuit and a bottle of mineral water. Singing in his thoughts and dancing to the rhythm of life he came back to the same chair and settled himself.  

Everything went well today with him. His teacher appreciated him for his presentation,  the presentation he worked so hard for. He also had patch up with his girlfriend.  The thing which he never thought would happen after such a big fight. All this was like a topping on the cake for him which just added to his happiness of going home. 

Ajay was a  unique guy who loved to observe the people and their actions. According to him this country was full of madness and he was one of the representatives of this crazy world. Sometimes he liked to dance alone in the room , indulge in soliloquy, smile for nothing. He had the habit of assuming himself in different situations and thinking how would he behave . He was the king of his own world, serious, funny, mad, crazy, dumb, intelligent all sorts of traits and confused. A painters creation in which all the colors got mixed unfortunately but a fortunate piece of art produced. He was the best to be called as "Antique or Namoona" as we call in India.

While he was laughing in his thoughts he saw a  poor boy aged around 8 years with his two younger brothers. They all were representing the miserable conditions of poor people in India. His brothers were asleep and the boy was looking at them. All three of them in ragged Nikkar and a half shirt. Their hairs were dirty and face were dark.. Ajay opened the packet of  biscuit and and started eating. Suddenly he thought of making them smile so he gave some biscuits to elder boy. The boy accepted them with both the hands.

The real pleasure of life is not in owning something  but in giving something. What surprised him that instead of eating, the boy kept them in his pocket. Ajay got curious why he did so. There he got what he was looking for. He got somebody to observe, to laugh or to write about.   After 15 mins his younger brothers woke up. The elder brother took out  all the biscuits from his pocket gave them to his younger ones. What an unexpected thing happened raising the eyelids of Ajay and was forcing him to change his spectacles to view it from different angles. Ajay was expecting the elder one to eat all but the opposite happened. That's how life is everybody's eye lens has different focal length.  Surprise was not over for him. Both the brothers got excited and took them happily. But they want their elder brother to eat first and gave him back. They were so stubborn in their effort that they made the elder one to eat first. Finally they shared with each other and ate them.

Surprised Ajay felt overjoyed. He was feeling the sweetness in their love and innocence in their relationship. What a sight of love among the poor fellows. Ajay got delighted so he gave them all the biscuits he had . They shared them with laughter and gave one biscuit to a nearby dog also. 

No matter whether you are rich or poor what matters is the size of our heart. We are not the owner of our happiness and means, they should be shared with the world.. The poor fellows with limited or no means but with a superb heart made the day of Ajay.