With shopping malls and their varied food courts dotting the city, the roadside panipuri-seller is slowing becoming a vanishing breed.
I chanced upon this pani puri-seller 2 hours away from the city. Unfortunately for him, there was a mini-mall just a few yards away from where he was sitting.
He was parked outside a school. And I was parked across the street from him. I waited for almost 40 mts, to see whether he would make a sale. But his plastic bag of puris remained untied on the large aluminium plate.
He was almost invisible to the school children and the rest of the crowd. He didn't seem to mind. He was lost in his own world -watching kids of his age trotting off to the mall; shiny cars zip past him -it was a world that I am sure he'd loved to occupy, and so he did in his head with his pani puri stand completely forgotten.
After all aren't we all entitled to a world of our own even if it is in the land of our imagination?
No comments:
Post a Comment