A True Story: 1

June 6, 2009: Bangalore: After a long and stressful year I had been to my native. Irelaxed and came back after a few days to my work habitant. Actually I amsilent in nature and hardly open to strangers. So I always have some novels andbooks with me to pass the time. On 31st may, 09 I caught the train,boarding from Berhampur to Bangalore. It is about 25 hour’s journey fromBerhampur to Bangalore, means a whole day. I hugged my family and put my steps towardmy allotted seat at 8.20 AM, morning. I was bit upset at that time and I foundonly three people including me in my eight seated home. I kept my luggage andstarted reading STAR DUST June edition, a wonderful blog from Raedita Tandan onUrvashi Sharma (Naqab Fame), then Lara Dutta’s love story by Manish Mishra,thirdly while completing the Affair story of Kalki (Dev D Fame, Chanda) byRaedita Tandan, my train had reached to Palasa Station at 9.05 AM.

AtPalasa, I found my eight seated home filled and my neighbor eight seated homeas well. In my neighbor eight seated berth, four had been kept by a family oftwo parents and four children. The elder was a son of age 10 years old and theyoungest was of 4 years old. The children are always beautiful and sweet to me.Finally I got my partners till Bangalore. I started mixing with them. We ateice-creams, cold drinks and also shared the food prepared by my Bou (Mother).The day was passed happily, till then we were about to Vijayawada.

At9.30 PM we reached at Vijayawada. All people in the train filled their stomach.And when the train started moving towards the destination, they made themselvesready to get the sleep. But unfortunately, I am a late night sleeper and I cannever sleep in noise. The children were already in a deep sleep in the middleseats. And the parents slept on the top seats. The lower seats were grabbed bysenior citizens.

Timewas in its peak, Train Ticket Inspector was in his duty. It was about 11 PM. Ihad no idea where we were. I heard a sound, as if someone grounded from theseat. I saw that was a BAG. Suddenly I found the Father woke up and came down.He placed the bag but did not place him. He sat on the lower seat uncomfortablyand rubbed his hand on the children. So I thought to give him company and camedown, we started talking. At that time I felt uneasy, as I am not aware ofTelgu/Tamil. And he had the same problem in English and Hindi. After a fewmoments I came back and tried to get some sleep. I saw the father was rocksteady. It was about to morning I felt someone adoring me and I emerged inthat, finally got a sleep. He was there till the morning, in a fear hischildren might be fell down. I was eyeing on the father regularly. When it waseight O’ clock morning, I woke up. And saw a relax face of the Father. Thechildren were still sleepy but others had opened their eyes.

Onthat night I saw a FATHER, caring for his children, selflessly. Due to lack ofwriting skill I could not express my all feelings. But in that night I saw aparent, a father, who was ready to sacrifice everything. I learned that day,what love is. Don’t give up your parents. They are the one who loves youheartily. Earn money, make amusement with girls but try to keep your parenthappy. They are the one who never demand anything for their own. I call you fortheir happy and respect. Don’t ever let them down.