I NEED AN ANSWER

“ paanch rupiya” said the coffee wale bhaiya

i took out the ten rupee note from my purse .. looking at shilpi i said. “ shill do you need coffee”
she was damn busy reading the magazine that i guessed “no” is what she said...
the coffee was almost overflowing ...few drops spilled on my kurti...f*** men, a awful journey in the sleeper class, and this coffee stain on my favorite kurti...and yet more four hours to reach bhubaneswar...and this i-pods battery is over.. bloody bad day..

i tried to look through the window to find out what was the station. But it was almost dark ... may be a small halt.. not a station for main trains. God i ll neva take train if so then not in sleeper class atleast.

Just then many ppl rushed inside our compartment. And soon it was packed with weird smell. And a whole lot of noise. And a man abusing his wife for she didnt listen to what he said. I guess these ppl had no resevation as they sat in the floor covering up all the passage.

an old woman made herself way to sleep in the floor just near ma seat,she almost kept her head touching ma feet. Near to the rlc seat , in the passage sat his grandson.
He was almost five year old ,a torn monkey cap ,a taterred with finely absorbed dirt sweater was what he had for the freezing cold. He was almost sleepy, i could see how badly he needed his sleep.
But each times his eyes dropped i see ppl kicking him while making their way through the passage. One after other they kicked him, he woke up every time, ppl abused him as he sat on their way. Every time they kicked and abused him he kept his head down and said “ maffi de do sahib”.(oh god his tounge cldnt even pronounce properly.). for some ppl his words were irritating. They knowingly kicked him again and went on.
As i looked at him i found some thing wet rolling down ma cheeks. Was i crying for this..?
Shilpi came and sat beside and said “ what happened why r u crying , we r goin home nah, don worry next time we ll book in ac, pakka..”
Though the tears stopped but the reason was not this.

“y shill these ppl r not born to our fate, and look at him how polite he is to every one, but he gets just the opposite frm them??”
“ see jasmin u cant find a reason .actually there is no reason.. no one can answer this.but some how we can conclude . we can say may be his karma the last birth so y he has born to a poor family ... and the ppl bein rude to him are fools as they are preparing themselves to be like him the next birth”
“ i don need conclusions i need y is it happening , a five year old cant be judged from his past births if so then ll have to delete the word like kids and innocence from the dictionary”
Shilpi didnt answer or may be she couldn’t
“ oye aja idhar baithe ( come here and sit)” shilpi called the boy near to our seat . he came and sat down near to his grandma’s head, away from that passage seat.within few seconds his eyes dropped..and hes wasnt disturbed frm what he wanted.. the sleep
The sleeper class didnt make me feel awful anymore..
I could just now but laugh at the coffee stain on my kurti....
perhaps I GOT THE ANSWER... ?????? or i need to SEEK FOR IT...........