{"id":1551,"date":"2012-03-28T05:14:17","date_gmt":"2012-03-28T05:14:17","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/wordpress-256057-797351.cloudwaysapps.com\/?p=1551"},"modified":"2012-03-28T17:17:03","modified_gmt":"2012-03-28T17:17:03","slug":"an-envelope-of-happiness","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/dailyjag.com\/india\/an-envelope-of-happiness\/","title":{"rendered":"An envelope of \u2018Happiness\u2019"},"content":{"rendered":"<figure id=\"attachment_1552\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-1552\" style=\"width: 260px\" class=\"wp-caption alignright\"><a href=\"https:\/\/wordpress-256057-797351.cloudwaysapps.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/03\/293754_10150683096991170_596861169_9285534_1645633921_n.jpg\" rel=\"nofollow noopener\" target=\"_blank\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full wp-image-1552 lazyload\" data-src=\"https:\/\/wordpress-256057-797351.cloudwaysapps.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/03\/293754_10150683096991170_596861169_9285534_1645633921_n.jpg\" alt=\"An envelope of 'Happiness'\" width=\"260\" height=\"194\" src=\"data:image\/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAAAAACH5BAEKAAEALAAAAAABAAEAAAICTAEAOw==\" style=\"--smush-placeholder-width: 260px; --smush-placeholder-aspect-ratio: 260\/194;\" \/><noscript><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full wp-image-1552\" src=\"https:\/\/wordpress-256057-797351.cloudwaysapps.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/03\/293754_10150683096991170_596861169_9285534_1645633921_n.jpg\" alt=\"An envelope of 'Happiness'\" width=\"260\" height=\"194\" \/><\/noscript><\/a><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-1552\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">An envelope of &#039;Happiness&#039;<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>This is an incidence I experienced few days ago which I would like to share with everyone. It encouraged me to smile even in the sunset of\u00a0daily life. I don\u2019t know about what my dear critics interpret, but these small unplanned incidences of life teach a lot.<\/p>\n<p>Amidst the saturnine seasons of gloom, amalgamated vituperation, uninsured plans and dreams with some big numbers and lavishing zeros in the end, I have had ensconced some feelings mixed with joy and commotion in the corner of my heart. I tried to cover the same feelings with a novel in my hand and mind shifted in the words rather than the sentences which somehow pinched in heart. Although a friend of mine strongly supports the quote,\u00a0<em>\u2018Marne de saalo ko\u2019<\/em>\u00a0(Let the world die), it often brings the bubbles of joy in heart, yet it isn\u2019t an all time antidote to lessen your excruciation.<\/p>\n<p>While returning from college to home, it takes me about an hour or even more at times. The route goes from Red + Yellow + Blue line of Delhi Metro, too tormenting until I have a novel or ear-plugs with me.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cNext station is Kashmere Gate. Doors will open on the left. Change here for Yellow line and Blue line.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Yellow line, if described in terminologies as used by J.D. Salinger in his famous novel \u2018The Catcher in the Rye\u2019, \u201cit kinda killed me, phony guys horsing all around.\u201d I always felt that everyone is running like swarm of bees just got kicked out of their honeycomb. Secondly, changing stations from Level +2 to Level +1, then to Level 0 and then to Level -1 and then finally to Level -2 adds another negative point to this journey. Phew! I don\u2019t know for what reason I take long steps without escalator and run to catch metro. Yes, I am one of those kicked bees eager to reach destiny- home. Some weird dreams tell me that I may miss the current train which is the most important train of my life.<\/p>\n<p>Panting with a heavy weight of mine carried from four levels of concourse, and seeing the doors welcoming me, I just entered the Yellow Line metro from Kashmere Gate, towards Rajiv Chowk station. Yes, made it once again! I was still catching my breath, when someone poked me from behind.<\/p>\n<p>\u201c<em>Pehchana?<\/em>\u201d (Did you recognize me?)<\/p>\n<p>\u201cNo!\u201d I blatantly replied.<\/p>\n<p>He was a guy with a big smile on his face as he has met some VIP. He seemed a genuine gentleman with a tie and a neatly parted hair dressed on him.<\/p>\n<p>\u201c<em>Socho, kahin toh mile ho mujhe, aur who bhi bahut baar\u2026<\/em>\u201d (Try to remember, we have met many times before\u2026)<\/p>\n<p>I felt a current of shame in my head now. How could my memory go so weak in recognizing him?<\/p>\n<p>I replied in a subtle way, \u201cUmmm, I can\u2019t remember exactly,\u00a0<em>par kahin toh dekha hai aapko.<\/em>\u201d (I do have seen you somewhere)<\/p>\n<p>It was a yet another to keep someone\u2019s heart. I was still trying to figure out the mystery man.<\/p>\n<p>With a smile still shining on his face, he replied, \u201c<em>Connaught Place mein, aap bahut baar chai peene aate the<\/em>.\u201d (In Connaught Place you often came at my shop for a cup of tea)<\/p>\n<p>\u201c<em>Chai-wale bhaiya! Kaise ho?<\/em>\u00a0How are you?\u201d I recollected my old memories. Yes, I made a scornful smile, but he accepted it as a genial one. Surprisingly, it seemed such a great moment seeing a tea-vendor dressed in a suave way. My eyes almost filled with anxiety to know about the lottery he might have won. I was still making up other questions in my mind, but the cheerful\u00a0<em>bhaiya<\/em>\u00a0came up with the following conversation himself.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI have got a job of token vendor at metro station\u201d, his eyes almost filled with that level of joy which I never saw past many days on anyone else.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWow!\u00a0<em>Arre wah! Mast!<\/em>\u201d I replied in a way to congratulate him, but the impromptu guy had so much to tell further. \u201cAround one lakh people applied for this, they have selected only about 250 in first phase of selection\u201d, he said with a great passion in his voice. Why not, it was indeed a big deal for him.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cSo how\u2019s everything going?\u201d I realized my question was vague and far away from the subject, but more than half route had already passed.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cThey pay Rs. 7000\/- per month plus free travel in metro\u201d, he said in such an animated way, for which words can\u2019t describe the emotion. By the time my mind did a quick calculation, 7000 X 12 = 84000!<\/p>\n<p>What! That\u2019s it! It seemed so less, I thought in a second when he further spoke.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI love this job. I am currently at Nirman Vihar station. At times, I often sit at Customer Care and I\u2019m paid for it separately at times.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>He still continued to share his joys and great experiences for the coming minutes when I was immediately caught by the announcement. \u201cNext station is Rajiv Chowk. Change here for Blue line. Doors will open on the right. Please mind the gap\u201d<\/p>\n<p>We were supposed to go in opposite directions of the Blue line metro, I thought shall I ask further questions like his contact number or anything else. I don\u2019t know why, but I generally do this to show my courtesy as if I\u2019ll remain in contact forever. Although, I never revert back, genuine complaints which even my friends put up. I very well knew this. Then in a second, I thought about how crazy it seemed to ask his number. A number, that too of a tea vendor! He\u2019s not even an old friend. When I was still thinking, he said with a big smile, \u201cI\u2019ll be buying a phone for myself in next month with my own salary.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Something shook my soul. A current trenched my spine. For the first time, I passed a smile for him in a real heart to heart full duplex way directly.\u00a0He further added, \u201cWhenever you come to Nirman Vihar station, do meet me. We\u2019ll have a cup of tea.\u201d The next few words came directly, without even thinking. \u201cI\u2019ll surely have it only if it\u2019s prepared from your hands. I\u2019ll surely come and meet you.\u201d I smiled and shook hands with him. And then, we walked in opposite directions for our destinations. I don\u2019t have words to describe that how merrier my next fifteen minutes in blue line metro sped away, thinking the past ten minutes.<\/p>\n<p>Probably, the station he mentioned was never heard by me, nor I think destiny will unfold hands to make me meet him again. What can be worse, I don\u2019t even know his name. All I know is that I met \u2018<em>Chai-wale bhaiya<\/em>\u2019 again and he surely taught me a lot in this meeting. It is far too difficult to empathize.<\/p>\n<p>I have been thinking as my golden dreams are still less for me, as I realized the same for someone, who doesn\u2019t even know what gold is. Being content is not by the virtues of big surprises and million friends and luxuries. It solely comes from the inner soul of satisfaction as by blessings of God\u2019s gift.<\/p>\n<p>\u201c<em>I have been searching for some golden boots that would bring me happiness, but I have realized the fact that happiness comes from the soil only if you walk barefoot.<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>This is an incidence I experienced few days ago which I would like to share with everyone. It encouraged me to smile even in the sunset of\u00a0daily life. I don\u2019t know about what my dear critics interpret, but these small unplanned incidences of life teach a lot. 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