One size fits none - Part 1.5

Yet week after week the whole situation seemed hopeless. It was hopeless. There was no way he was going to get those shoes.

Till the day he got them. The story is now about how did he get those shoes, it was a journey, nay a pilgrimage to human heart.
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link of part 1:
 http://ninadthinks.blogspot.in/2014/02/one-size-fits-none-part-1.html

 Babu sat outside on the road that day and started playing his drums.

Tupp Tub. Tuppa tub

 "Greeting BABU" - Pujari (priest)
"Greetings" Babu

 "Pandurang will be kind" - pujari.(priest)

"What makes you say he isnt, (he) Vittal is kind, he is mauli - (mother)" spanned Babu.

"What I meant was things will improve" - Pujari

"Hmmm they will"

Tab tap tab tapp

"Why do you look so gloomy" - Pujari

"I am just tired sir, nothing wrong"

" If you need anything meet me in the evening"  Pujari

"sure"


Tab tap tab tapp. He was not going to meet him in the evening. It was hopeless.

At the same time in the same moment, Ravi Sharma lost everything. He was broke. He had just lost his job. He did not know how to go home broke and jobless and hence he ran away to nowhere.
Darkness

At this very moment Alka Gupta took a dip in the river Godavari. The river they said purified all sins. But was this true. Can all sins be washed away. Was it a sin in the first place.

Tera Campaign

 in tune of tere Naina...

Campaign ka chal ye
Executive ka haal ye
Har Monday ko Baldleye  sama
Tum jo express na karo ya phir issue avoid karo
Tham ke rukk jagoge tum waha ke waha

Sab se crucial hai campaign ka success
jispe depend hai hum sab ki icrement
Oh aise campaign tu yaadhi ton aaye

ho tera campaign tera campaign tera campaign re
mera campaign mera campaign mera campaign re

Aahat PESTAL chalat category ki
Execution pe saab hai hoshiyaar
chaahe kuch na bolu chaahe raaz na kolu
It depends on every element meri jaan

Deadline jo hai deadly se bhi bhayankar
use pura karna ka hi ye hai chakkar

Oh aise campaign tu yaadhi ton aaye

ho tera campaign tera campaign tera campaign re
mera campaign mera campaign mera campaign re

Tera Campaign, challenge badhaye
Tera Campaign, technology sikhaye







 

One size fits none. part 1

It was a bad month. The tourists were low and the city was almost deserted. Babu sat on his usual spot and he played his drums. No one was there but he played , tub tub tubb tub tubb tub . He was playing from his heart. He always played with his heart. He was blind since childhood and the drum was what he had grew up on. He played tub tub tubb tub tubb tub.

God was kind though. He usually earned enough to eat twice in a day and had a small place to stay. With food in the belly, anyone can love art. Blindness doesnt crippled art it increases it. It makes your ears sharper. It makes your tongue crisper and you can sense the core. Its when you are hungry. Thats when its tough to love art. Because hunger survives or makes to try survive. While art makes you grow.

Its not that Babu had no aspirations. He wanted to be a musician but somewhere down the line  "lack of vision " lead to lack of opportunity and in his small city where tourism was the major industry, he fell short.

Babu shoes had worn out a long time ago. He wanted to buy new shoes. But the peak season was still a long time ago away. The question was how is he going to buy new shoes.

He played his drum with sincerity, tub, tub, tubpa tub tub.

Yet week after week the whole situation seemed hopeless. It was hopeless. There was no way he was going to get those shoes.

Till the day he got them. The story is now about how did he get those shoes, it was a journey, nay a pilgrimage to human heart.