17. ...however, there are good people too!
Venue: All across the city of Guwahati
Time: Morning to Evening
Day: Across a couple of days
Judgement: People are changing!
Venue: All across the city of Guwahati
Time: Morning to Evening
Day: Across a couple of days
Judgement: People are changing!
Incident 1: I was driving down Goswami Service Road when I see an empty bottle being thrown out of a moving auto-rickshaw. So, I decided to follow the auto. As I came parallel to the auto, I asked the driver to slow down and questioned him, "Was it you or your passenger who threw the bottle just now?" He answered, "Oho, sorry baidew (sister). It was I who threw the bottle out." I told him that we should be thankful he didn't throw it in the way of a moving bike, which would have proved fatal. "Sorry again, baidew!" He looked apologetic. I mean I was surprised he didn't turn red with anger as is usually the case with anyone in the city who is questioned. Rather, he smiled and drove away! I liked it!
Incident 2: A young boy of 18 years(or so I thought!) sitting on a ledge leading up to the Governor's house, overlooking the river Brahmaputra. He had his cycle parked near him, while his headphones were securely pushed into both his ears. And what does he have between his two fingers; I wasn't surprised! Yes, a cigarette! As I stopped right in front of him, his immediate reaction was to hide his cigarette behind his right palm. I asked him bluntly, "How old are you?" 16 years, he told me. "Since when have you been smoking?" "I started a couple of years ago." I calculated. "Okay, so you started when you were 13?" "Hmm! Yes! But I don't smoke everyday! I am smoking today after a month." Can you stop smoking altogether, I asked. He smiled brightly and said, "I will try, I promise you!" I smiled and trudged up the hill, hoping the little boy would stop smoking soon. I liked his attitude though! At least he didn't come away as someone rude on the face!
Incident 3: The mercury was rising in the city way above the comfort level and I desperately wanted to sip on something to cool me down. I made my way to the Cafe Coffee Day, near Dighalipukhuri. As I swerved into a lane, I caught sight of a young boy, maybe in his early 20s, throwing an empty bottle right across the road. As the bottle flew across from my right and landed on the left of the road, I stopped my car right next to the boy as he was walking past. I requested him smilingly, "Hey, can you pick up the bottle for me you just threw and give it to me please? I will throw it into the dustbin." He walked up to me. He looked dazed, amused, nervous and speechless. As he leaned down, I almost thought he would say something rude. Instead, he smiled apologetically and said, "Please ba (sister), please don't do this! Please don't embarrass me. I will pick up the bottle and throw it into the dustbin." I still held out my right hand and asked him for the empty bottle. He pleaded with me with folded hands, "Please ba, please go. Please let me do this on my own. I promise you I will pick it up and throw it away." I told him I am trusting him to do it. As I drove away, I checked out in my rear mirror only to catch a very pleasant sight; the boy went right across to the opposite side of the road and picked up the bottle. I of course didn't wait to see if he would throw it in the dustbin, which he would. I was confident! I smiled! I was happy!
There are some great people in my Guwahati city! I feel blessed!
















