Ranbir's thoughts are undeniable. However, concluding  that
a charity to a child is far better than going to temple for that day is not
perfect. Even subramanya bharathi said,  'அன்ன சத்திரம் ஆயிரம் வைத்தல்,
ஆலயம் பதினாயிரம் நாட்டல், பின்னருள்ள தருமங்கள் யாவும், பெயர் விளங்கி ஒளிர
நிறுத்தல், அன்னயாவினும் புண்ணியம் கோடி ஆங்கோர் ஏழைக்கு
எழுத்தறிவித்தல்' -பாரதி-
he also said,"
"நிதி மிகுந்தவர் பொற்குவை தாரீர், நிதி குறைந்தவர் காசுகள் தாரீர்"; so
charity is variable. நின்னை சரணடைந்தேன், கண்ணம்மா நின்னை சரணடைந்தேன் பொன்னை,
உயர்வை, புகழை விரும்பிடும்என்னை கவலைகள் தின்ன தகாதென.. Thus all are
important Even going to temple. Thoughts are highlighted but end misleads
people  K Rajaram IRS 81124
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From: Chittanandam V R <[email protected]>
Date: Fri, 8 Nov 2024 at 17:49
Subject: Fwd: Snippets from Sitendra Kumar - The Retired Colonel
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*Received from Shri Sitendra Kumar*

*                        Obeisance of a different kind*

*Ranbir Parmar*

*THE retired Colonel living next to my house is well past 80 but still fit
as a fiddle. He is known for his stingy habits, a keen sense of humour and
love for Urdu poetry. Once, I cheekily asked him why he was so frugal
despite being affluent. Instead of being offended, he replied with a
mischievous wink, ‘I have to save for my old age, shouldn’t I?’ I wondered
when his old age would set in!*

*With his six-foot, lean physique, squarely unstylish haircut and puckered
eyes, he resembles the ageing Tom Hanks in A Man Called Otto. He is as
cynical, fussy and fastidious as Otto but not as grumpy as him. On the
contrary, he is cordial to a fault and a deeply religious soul. A daily
visit to Kali Bari Temple in the morning is one of his unfailing rituals. I
often accompany him to relish his anecdotes sprinkled with Urdu couplets.*
*Last week, while passing through the Mall Road on our way to the temple,
we saw a little girl sitting on the steps of Town Hall, crying silently.
She had a charming, dimpled face that glistened with tears. She was wearing
a school uniform which was slightly shabby. The Colonel sat beside her and,
putting an arm consolingly around her shoulders, asked why she was
distressed. Still sobbing, the girl related her tale of woe between gasps.
She was the daughter of a poor widow working as a housemaid, whose sole
ambition was to provide her only child with the best possible education.
The woman saved money from her meagre earnings and secured the girl’s
admission to a good public school. However, she was not left with enough
money to buy a new uniform for her. The girl was asked to manage with a
second-hand one received from the house where her mother worked. Today was
her first day at school, but she was not allowed to attend classes as her
uniform was not up to the school standard. She was apprehensive about
facing her mother on returning home without attending school.*

*The Colonel burst out laughing and said, ‘Oh, this is a small matter, my
dear child! You need not smear your beautiful face with tears over such a
trivial thing. Get up, we shall get you a new uniform.’  We took her to a
nearby shop and bought her the school uniform and matching sneakers. The
Colonel paid with his credit card and declined my offer to share the
expense. The girl was smiling now and there was a spring in her step when
she departed with the shopping bag. After seeing her disappearing at the
turn of the road, the ex-serviceman said, ‘We are already late, we should
go back. We need not go to the temple now.’ Noticing a quizzical look in my
eyes, he smiled and recited a couplet by Nida Fazli: ‘Ghar se masjid hai
bahut door chalo yun kar lein, kisi rotey hue bachche ko hansaya jaaye.’
(The mosque is too far from our home, let us make a crying child laugh
instead.)*

*He was right. Our obeisance had been paid, and we could go home with a
sense of fulfilment.*

*-- Ranbir Parmar*
***************************
*Chittanandam*

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