LUCKY YOU

On my way back frm my home town to Delhi with the help of our beloved Northern Railways, i saw a saint wearing saffron coloured clothing commonly known as chola, with a pair of slippers in his hands instead of his foot, sitting on the grnd alongside railway tracks at Bhiwani(one of my favourite town as it gave me d opportunity to meet some wonderful ppl n frnds which i cherished most) railway station. I was listening to d track (You-Switchfoot) sitting inside the AC coach on a very nice day with sun in the sky though it was quite chiily. It was 11 am n i was luking outside frm d window as i saw outside, d saint extracted some juice frm a orange in a cup, drank it, n then laid down on d grass with the satisfying look which you can't even find on the face of a man driving a mercedes.(I wondered about how much juice could he have been able to get from that single orange, smiled) n then he laid down on d grass. I don’t know but i smiled n told myself that i m gonna write abt it although it wasn’t any significant event n i took out my phone n started typin...(it was a dreadful exp guy coz i m not a guy who is texting everytime as i don’t ve a girlfrnd n my frnds doesn’t bother me too much)(Track:I got a feeling-Black Eyed Peas).

The guy (saint) was lying on d grnd n he had a very thin piece of cloth on his body not covering him entirely (that wud be quite a site if Katrina kaif was lying with that kind of wardrobe....o boy she’s one hot lady) n then i thought it must ve been a hard time for him to be like this, its quite difficult to be a saint in winter when chilly winds blows out all the d heat frm ur body. Finally i came to conclusion that he was actually a saint(we call them saint coz they dress lyk that without realizing what they actually face, most often addressed as pretenders) n everybody who lives life that way is a saint.(Track:Alright-Darius Rucker).

I usually consider myself an unlucky person but at that moment i realised that how foolishly i was using this word “luck” as i have no idea wat that word meant. I was the lucky person there in that situation and the saint was unlucky one coz nobody wants that kind of life. May be he doesn’t want to be a saint, it wasn’t his choice or may be it was forced upon him n he couldn’t resist that’s why he was unlucky. Please mind that here i m nt talking abt saint like aasaram bapu etc whom got away with a murder coz one of his follower was happened to be a judge, but the saint in my story ain’t got no followers n he is all by himself.....(Track:Hard Sun- Eddie Vedder/Corin Tucker).

It wasn’t like i was feeeling happy at that moment coz god doesn’t choose me to play the saint part but i don’t know i cant explain what i was feeling at that time. Only one question came to my mind how can we describe an unlucky person???? A girl-women who got everything but not the way she wanted(career,husband,boyfrnd etc) or a girl who got raped or molested by some sickhead(s).....??? A person who wasn’t able to buy a house for his family in his whole life or a person whose beautiful house got burned down in riots and now he is living on the streets.....??? A kid who never got good marks despite the hard work or a kid who never got a chance to be in a school ....??? A person who got a challan frm the traffic controller for overspeeding or reckless driving and he missed the most important meeting of his life or a person who got killed in a road accident because of someone else fault.....???( Track:Society-Eddie Vedder/Jerry Hannan). The more i go with this the more absurd it would seem...............U decide urself......

We never get what we want, we never want what we get, we never have what we like, we never like what we have and still we live & love. That's life. We have our disappointments but remember somebody haven’t got the opportunity to be disappointed at his or her failure.(Track:What a wonderful world-Louis Armstrong).

Special Inputs: Ankur Tyagi