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April 2015 Challenge, I took up a topic : 'H' for Honesty'
Delhi, 2012. One Evening.
“Bhaiya, How much for
these Bananas?”
“Rs. 120.”
I handed over Rs. 200
to the Fruitseller.
“Do you have Rs. 20
change, Madam?”
“I am sure I don’t
have, but still, let me check” I said. Yes, I had two Rs.10 leaves luckily. I
gave him Rs.20, took my bananas and moved from there to the Vegetable seller,
which was just next to his shop. Suddenly I recalled that I did not take Rs. 100
from the Fruitwala. To confirm, I checked my bag and pockets.
I went to him and told
him that he did not return me my Rs.100.
“No, I returned you..”
He was firm…and as if was ready to give me a prompt reply.
“I had Rs. 300 and few
changes. Now, I have only Rs. 100 and the changes.” I showed him my wallet.
“How come I know?
Probably, you dropped somewhere.” Saying that he tried to ignore me and started
arranging his fruits.
People gathered as that
was the centre of the market – Bhagwan Nagar Chawk. Some men came and started
asking me, “What happened Madam?”….I told them the problem….All listened,
smiled and few just asked the Fruitwala to give back the money softly. But, he was not
ready, and refused with smile….
The mob just started
enjoying our fight.
I understood that I
should move from there as I did not want to be the protagonist of that circus
anymore.
“This Rs. 100 is
nothing for me, but may be big amount for you….Keep it. God bless you!!!”
Saying that I came back home….felt shattered, cheated….Had to cry loud to face
the dishonesty.
My hubby was in Bangalore those days. Coincidentally, he had similar incident.
“Bhaiya, I think, you did not return me Rs, 70, yesterday. I bought Orange from you yesterday evening.” My hubby said to the Fruitwala, though he was sure that the fruitwala would give a negative answer.
“Bhaiya, I think, you did not return me Rs, 70, yesterday. I bought Orange from you yesterday evening.” My hubby said to the Fruitwala, though he was sure that the fruitwala would give a negative answer.
The fruitwala looked at
my hubby’s face thoroughly, took out Rs.70 from his money bag and gave to my hubby.
Hubby was so
impressed with his honesty that even now also, whenever he passes by Marathahalli market, he would never miss to buy bag-full of fruits
from him….
I think this is called
honesty!!!!
Honesty is valued by
all, and when we are dishonest, people loss faith on us.
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