Yesterday I saw a man in torn clothes moving towards our front yard. I got scared and then suspicious of his intentions. He looked abandoned, mad,lost and of course maniac. Whilst I was thinking about what must be going on in his mind he sat in front of our house. I could not see him then so I stepped out a little and tried to see what was he up to.
I found an equally torn paper, like his clothes, in his hands and a smile on his face. He was staring at that paper kept on smiling, lost in his own world, oblivious of the fact that people passing by were staring at him with disgust.
After a while, he got up walked away. The sight of that man left me thinking. Not that I’ve seen such a person for the first time but for the first time I observed such a person. It was difficult to analyse, to imagine what made him like this.
Was he mad by birth? Why did his family abandon him? Has he done some bad to his people? Was he ill and poor? Was he cursed?
When I see such sights I recall a similar man that I have seen near my uncle’s residence in other city,some years ago. I saw that man almost for 5-7 years, every time we visited my uncle.He used to sit at the entrance gate of the society my uncle resided in.
Sometime, I remember my uncle telling us about him. That man was learned, rich, had a big joint family, had made umpteen foreign trips and owned a huge business. Of course shocked with these details any one would question why on earth such a man would sit in ragged clothes, look unshaven for years and carry starved face ? To which what my uncle told was more shocking to me: His family had disowned him on some dispute and robbed him of his property and shares in the business. Yes, his family including his wife and children. Today he roams around that area, hoping that one day his family might take him back!
Of course there could be more to it like did he not have any place to go, any friends, relatives? If he was learned why did he have to starve and not work somewhere? etc etc. Lot of such questions made rounds in my head…and went un answered.
All I remember today is, that man is no more seen anywhere in that locality. Nobody knows for sure if he is dead or alive. And his family still live in that society and very much rich and going!
Coming back to the man that I saw near my house…he had a paper in his hands…could he read? Could he be a learned, respected person of his times too?
At the end of it all I come to only one question: What causes someone’s life to be so miserable?