On Tuesday, I'd gone to see a movie with The Girl to Priya Cinema in Delhi's posh Vasant Vihar area. After the movie got over at around 2230 in the night, we got out of the theater, as usual being jostled by the emerging crowd. I was busy talking to her about some inane thing, when a little boy sitting on the ground caught my eye.
He was your usual street urchin, but unlike any other you would find outside the theater. Instead of begging for money or your ice cream cone, he hand a bunch of drawings on sheets of paper spread out on the floor. Nothing special about the draw. But he wanted someone to buy them...
I don't know how much he was selling them for, but I am sure they would be a zillion times cheaper than the cheapest Tyeb Mehta. Nobody I saw, was buying them, neither did I buy one. Because I was pushed ahead by the people behind me, and as I had told you, I was busy talking to The Girl - so by the time my mind went back to the boy, I had walked too far away.
I wanted to turn back and buy all of them, but I didn't. Ever since then I haven't slept properly. The boy comes back in my dreams and he wants me to buy one of them. He haunts me in the middle of office meetings. He haunts me when I am driving home.
Maybe I'll go after work today, maybe I'll go when i find time. But I hope he is still around, and I hope he's still selling the paintings or at least someone else has bought them.
4 comments:
I hope he'll not have to resort to begging, ever, and that his drawings will sell well!
I remember u pointed him out to me but we were talking abt something and were distracted......
On another note, The Girl??
Like seriously, The Girl??
Very original, my love ;)
seemingly insignificant people like these catch stay in our minds forever... almost hauntingly. I've also experienced something similar... chk out http://anotherbloggerbloke.blogspot.com/2006/10/story-of-lost-friends.html
Heyyy very intense...i like it..glad to see that humanity has still not vanished from the face of this earth
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