A surprise call

I haven’t thought about this person for almost three years. I probably have forgotten about the existence of this person. Busy life and who has time to think about others when they are just chance acquaintances?  This call was a pleasant surprise for me and cheered me up. So I thought of writing a quick note here hoping it will cheer you up too and also helps me to update this blog. Seemingly self-boasting though.

I was working in a company in 2010 and there was a stall  which sold corn in our cafeteria. There was a boy working at that stall and he was in his late teens probably. He was sincere, polite, and always had a smile on his face. I became friends with him and he always treated me well. I usually do a lot of small talks with people to understand their lives. This is more out of curiosity than anything else. I wasn’t doing this before I started writing. Writing has in a way inspired me to understand different people and their lives.

He told me that he moved to Hyderabad for an year to earn money to pursue his studies. He told me about where he stayed and with whom he stayed. One day he looked concerned that the corn stall was going to be given to some other vendor and he may not find a good job again. But luckily that din’t happen and he was so happy and I still remember his excitement.

One day he told me that he was moving to his home-town as he earned enough money to continue his studies. I was very happy to hear that. I honestly do not remember now how much money I gave him but I gave him what I thought would help him at least to buy his books and stuff. He tried his best to not to take that money. I had to convince him a lot before he accepted.

I forgot about this incident completely and I never thought about this boy until he called me one fine day a couple of weeks ago when I was having lunch.

‘Hello, sir.”

Assuming it was a telemarketing call, I said ‘Who is this?’

Then he switched to Telugu. ‘Sir, this is Naresh. Do you remember me?’

‘Which Naresh?’ honestly, I was a little frustrated.

‘Sir, it’s me I used to work in the corn stall in ___(he told me the office name).’

Then I just remembered this guy after almost three years. I had no clue what to talk, but I quickly realized that I must have hurt him by not recognizing. That was one thing he must have feared when he called me. I said sorry and told him I was confused as I know other people with same name.

Then he told me sorry that he never called me as he lost my number. He told me that he finally found the paper on which he wrote my number. He thanked me for helping him at that time and said he just called me casually and he is continuing his studies. He told sorry a lot of times and asked me if I thought bad about him as he never called. I told him I never felt bad and I told him that I was really happy that he called me.

I couldn’t talk to him for longer as I was in the middle of my lunch. I saved his number but I am guilty of not calling him even after a couple of weeks.

I hope he gets what he deserves in his life. I am going to call him soon. And it’s only at times like these that we feel grateful to the things that life has quite generously blessed us with. Everything that we take for granted are still dreams for a lot of people. I really hope this guy gets a good living for all his hard-work and sincerity. Wish him the best.

He made my day with that call.

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2 Comments

  1. karteek
    Posted April 4, 2013 at 8:51 pm | Permalink

    Nice one.

  2. Deepak
    Posted April 10, 2013 at 2:48 am | Permalink

    Some time things we do with out any expectations can make a difference. Looking forward to the post after the phone call.

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