Known stranger.

Posted by Naved Ahmad
June 27, 2017

Self-Published

The hug of known stranger.
The mood was sombre, the balloons of Murari( the balloon seller) seems to be colourless, the verve and energy of celebration was surely missing, even a sweet little blue eyed boy offering prayers in his own style was not good enough to turn melancholy into festivity, the hugs were there but the warmth was really not there in the people after offering eid prayers today morning. . Over all smile was missing and I wonder what will be the essence of festival without smile.
I zoom past him, since I was in a hurry to have lion share over palatable sivayee Just offering Eid prayers at historic Sir Syed Masjid right at the heart of Aligarh Muslim University campus. With some ambiguity I stopped my bike I looked back. A pale looking man in his late thirties holding his 4 year old son on his shoulders desperately waved his hand; In a jiffy he said just one word “Bhai medical “. I did not utter anything he did not reciprocate it was a mutual understanding of two strangers who happen to be human beings. All I could notice his son was bleeding profusely. “Bhagwan tumahari madad kere tumne humari madad keri” he said while holding his son. I accelerated in order to reach emergency of Jawahar Lal Nehru medical college.His son was treated at the drop of hat . The moment bleeding of son stopped the tears of father started flowing in . He shook my hands with both hands I reciprocated that it was my duty as a human being . I was about to kick start my bike he said kya bhai saab eid nahi milengey he hugged me with extreme affection and warmth.which brought smile to my cheeks lost ubbeat to my mood and a sense of festivity on a festival like eid . He smiled back and said Eid Mubarak .

Riding back I could not hold my tears wondering why he did not ask my religion. Why I felt so good after helping him selflessly? Why we all smile in the same way. Smile is not a Hindu; smile is not a Muslim smile is not a Jew or a Christian. Smile is not black or white. Why a hug of stranger can heal the soul so miraculously.
So many Gods so many creeds so many paths that wind and wind. When just the art of being kind is all

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