On Friday, I stepped out of the office premises a bit earlier. I was very disturbed with my mind full of disgusting thoughts. In these situations, I always visit Narayanthan. On my way home which lies almost in between the shrine and my workplace, I was wondering if I could take someone with me. Finding a company would somehow be a difficult task and thus a lone travel was certain.
Luckily, one of my best Dais was there in the chowk as usual, chatting with other fellow. I had never asked him to give me company despite the fact that we are intimate friends, we respect each other though he is as old as my uncles. “Hello! Sunil dai, hmm, are you free?” I asked. “Why? Of course I am” was the reply. “I was thinking of going to Budhanilkantha, so if you would like to come? We’ll just go to the temple with no formal homage and then we’ll have a sip of tea and return. It won’t take long, dai”, I said. He seemed to be thinking of something and apparently nodded his head expressing a positive move. I was really glad with his acceptance and privileged at the same time to have such a good man accompanying me. I know one thing for sure that he is the only person who can cheer me up and make me laugh my heart out when I am deprived of happiness and joy.
So we rode to the shrine. In the middle of the journey, he talked a lot about the Gods, music, humanity and politics as well. I always enjoy his talks because he talks in my kind. The most important attribute of him which fancies me is his action while talking. For instance, when he talks about running away, he acts like Tom And Jerry, when he talks about anger, his facial as well as physical expression changes immediately, when he talks about money, he brings both his palms right in front of his face and rubs his fore fingers against his thumbs and apart from these, there are many other actions which I can’t recall at the moment.
When we were riding, he initiated a talk about money. He told me that people usually ignore and forget “Narayan” and only worship “Laxmi” the goddess of wealth for the sake of fortune. People are just crazy only for money, and right at this very moment, he brought his palms right in front of my face rubbing his fore fingers and thumbs while straddling at the back of my motorcycle and obstructing my sight. I found it very amusing not with his words but with his action however I suppressed my laughter and pretended as if nothing was hilarious.
Soon we reached the shrine; we lit a couple of lights and headed for something to eat as I was starving at the heights. While we waited for the food, he revealed to me his top secrets of his life and insisted to keep them secret. I learned a lot of newer things about him. I only knew him as a good human being and a good musician.
Sometimes ago, he had sung his own composition to me, I found, moreover I took that particular composition similar to one of my top favorites by Cat Stevens called “Katmandu”. I requested him to complete the song as soon as possible. He had even told me that he would give this song to a cheap time singer of our locality who gained a lot of popularity in a short time, the idea which I never liked. I urged him to do this song on his own. Few days later, he came up to me and said, “Samundra Vai”, with all wrinkled forehead, “I have decided to do the song by myself, and I will compose another one for the Biman (I personally respecting anonymity here)” Since then, I had developed a different mentality towards this dai just because he gave a consideration to my words of wisdom.
And while returning home from Narayanthan, he made me laugh to the fullest, not with the nonsense talks though, he inspired me to move along with difficulties and so many things that I took them by heart. Thus the visit to the shrine was some way or the other, enlightenment.
sundai-and-me
Luckily, one of my best Dais was there in the chowk as usual, chatting with other fellow. I had never asked him to give me company despite the fact that we are intimate friends, we respect each other though he is as old as my uncles. “Hello! Sunil dai, hmm, are you free?” I asked. “Why? Of course I am” was the reply. “I was thinking of going to Budhanilkantha, so if you would like to come? We’ll just go to the temple with no formal homage and then we’ll have a sip of tea and return. It won’t take long, dai”, I said. He seemed to be thinking of something and apparently nodded his head expressing a positive move. I was really glad with his acceptance and privileged at the same time to have such a good man accompanying me. I know one thing for sure that he is the only person who can cheer me up and make me laugh my heart out when I am deprived of happiness and joy.
So we rode to the shrine. In the middle of the journey, he talked a lot about the Gods, music, humanity and politics as well. I always enjoy his talks because he talks in my kind. The most important attribute of him which fancies me is his action while talking. For instance, when he talks about running away, he acts like Tom And Jerry, when he talks about anger, his facial as well as physical expression changes immediately, when he talks about money, he brings both his palms right in front of his face and rubs his fore fingers against his thumbs and apart from these, there are many other actions which I can’t recall at the moment.
When we were riding, he initiated a talk about money. He told me that people usually ignore and forget “Narayan” and only worship “Laxmi” the goddess of wealth for the sake of fortune. People are just crazy only for money, and right at this very moment, he brought his palms right in front of my face rubbing his fore fingers and thumbs while straddling at the back of my motorcycle and obstructing my sight. I found it very amusing not with his words but with his action however I suppressed my laughter and pretended as if nothing was hilarious.
Soon we reached the shrine; we lit a couple of lights and headed for something to eat as I was starving at the heights. While we waited for the food, he revealed to me his top secrets of his life and insisted to keep them secret. I learned a lot of newer things about him. I only knew him as a good human being and a good musician.
Sometimes ago, he had sung his own composition to me, I found, moreover I took that particular composition similar to one of my top favorites by Cat Stevens called “Katmandu”. I requested him to complete the song as soon as possible. He had even told me that he would give this song to a cheap time singer of our locality who gained a lot of popularity in a short time, the idea which I never liked. I urged him to do this song on his own. Few days later, he came up to me and said, “Samundra Vai”, with all wrinkled forehead, “I have decided to do the song by myself, and I will compose another one for the Biman (I personally respecting anonymity here)” Since then, I had developed a different mentality towards this dai just because he gave a consideration to my words of wisdom.
And while returning home from Narayanthan, he made me laugh to the fullest, not with the nonsense talks though, he inspired me to move along with difficulties and so many things that I took them by heart. Thus the visit to the shrine was some way or the other, enlightenment.
sundai-and-me
No comments:
Post a Comment