Monday, 31 October 2011

Its never late, for the Good to be Done...



It was 9:30 pm Chintu’s bed time. Chintu is a student of S.t Paul's school, reading in std VII.

Mummy: Chintu beta time to sleep, come up hury, otherwise you will get late for the school tomorrow. Chintu: am coming mummy. Mummy: what were you doing in the drawing room Chintu: completing my homework. Mummy: u said u completed ur homework in the evening, you lied me??? Chintu: no , no it was some other homework. Mummy: other…. What other.. I didn’t get you. Chintu: well, I am feeling sleepy, will talk tomorrow, luv u mummy, gudnite,sweetdreams. Mummy: murmuring other kind of homework… k dear, gudnite, sweetdreams. 

Soon Mummy went to drawing room to find out what was the other kind of homework..!!!!! To her astonishment she saw so many notebooks lying on his table labelled with different names .. she checked one by one , they were all his classmates copy. She wondered why these notebooks are here???? While arranging them she heard some jingles.. chik chik chik… Her eyes fall on a box which was half closed. Inorder to close it properly, the lid fall down. She sighed Oh God!!! So much money. She was awestruck… their were lots of coins and four 100 Rs note. How come its possible, I never gave Chintu any pocket money so from where it has come… I doubt it might be some of his savings.. then… natural thoughts pennying into her mind, is he stealing.. oh lord..no...no...no, he can never do this. Tension kept rolling in her mind, she decided to wait till tomorrow morning till Chintu wakes up. Whole night went just changing sides in the bed… 

Next morning, as it was 6:30 am, soon she went to Chintu. Chintu get up, get up beta, its time. Chintu: Goodmorning mummy and kissed on her mother’s cheeks. Mummy: smiled and kissed him on his forehead. Mummy: Chintu, if I ask you something you will say me the truth. Chintu: why are you saying so, I never hide anything from you. Mummy: Beta, yesterday you told something about other homework, what was that… Chintu : mmmm Mummy nothing just like dat. Mummy: are you hiding anything from me. Chintu: no mummy nothing. Mummy: r u sure!!! Chintu: double sure, lock it!!! Mummy: k tell me then why have you brought your other classmates copy chintu: for reference in my homework. Mummy: what kind of reference you need, when I am their. Chintu: Oh ho mummy, just like that. Mummy : and chintu I found a box filled with coins ans 100 rs, whats the story behind this. (Chintu with half complete yawn turned his face around) Mummy: will you say me the truth. Chintu: Mummy those are my savings Mummy: what savings, I would have believed it if I would have given u any pocket money and I know how much mentality you have for saving a penny even. Chintu: silent… Mummy: Common say me, are you doing anything wrong, are you stealing.. Chintu: No mummy no, no stealing. Mummy: then 

Chintu: Mummy, actually, I am, am I. Mummy: chintu speak up fast, you are getting late for school also. Chintu: Mummy, I am doing all homework of my friends and am paid for it. Those notebooks you saw, that is the other homework of mine. And those money, I earned from doing their work. Mummy: Slapped chintu… are you mad, you insane, what rubbish, who told you to do this, who gave you this idea, and why do you need money, aren’t we providing you what ever you want, what more you need, just say me. You bowed my head with shame. I don’t believe this, at this age if you are behaving like this, then afterwards what more nasty things you will start doing. Chintu : sorry mummy, I didn't want to hurt you but I needed money. Mummy: what money??? You could have asked me. 

Chintu: but you and Papa were running short of money. Chintu: Mummy, last week , dadu’s glasses had broken. He asked dad to repair it , but Dad said to manage him this month, as he is running short of money and you also said you don't have money for repairing. So I thought its of no use to asking you both again. Mummy: so wat??? Anyhow we could have managed for you. You are our first priority. And wait a min, by the way why you need money???I want money not for me. I don't know you all have noticed or not but I have observed that without specks Dadu is unable to do a single work. Yet, he is quiet, adjusting with the fact that this month, anyhow he has to manage without his specks. You remember Mummy, One day I was crying for Pizza. That day Dadu, brought Pizza for me. Later I came to know from dad and your’s conversation that instead of bringing his medicines, with that money he brought pizza for me. I felt so bad. I decided, I won’t behave so stubbornly next time. When he can bring smile in my face, why can’t I bring somelight to his eyes. So, to repair his specks, I have done all this. I cannot go out and work anywhere. You and dad cannot do anything for him for a month. And I can’t see dadu behaving as a blind man. I didn’t have any other option left. 

Mummy: head down with shame. Without a word left the room. She narrated the whole incident to her husband. Both felt a mark of shame in each other’s face. Soon she took out money from her savings and gave to her husband and asked him to get the speck soon repaired. I have narrated this story because I want to make everyone realise that Parents at the old age also never try to get away from their duties or responsibilities, then being a child of their’s how could we do such a blunder???

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