Mr. Roy was returning home after a hectic day at work. He felt relieved for having found a seat in an otherwise packed local train. This made him realise how late he was heading back home.
Roy is a middle class man, who works as an assistant manager for a financial firm. He was an achiever during his student days, but is not really satisfied with his current position and stature. He is a happily married man, but the stress of providing a better life to his family never stops to haunt him.
He noticed countable number of people in the compartment, which was obvious during late nights, but never the case during the day. He counted the number of heads he could see, while pondering over an interview he attended last week. An interview for promotion which hardly occurs on a regular basis. The interview meant a lot to him, as he never got promoted since five years. All he could do was sigh in despair.
While he was pre occupied with the if’s and but’s of his life situation, he tends to ignore his desire to eat out of hunger. However, hunger always triumphs over all odds, which made him look for a vendor on the train. He noticed a samosa vendor approaching towards his compartment and eagerly waited to satisfy his craving.
The vendor looked pale with significant wrinkles and withered skin, showcasing his old age. “Good evening sir! How many do you want?”, requested the vendor with a smile on his face. “I’ll have two”, Roy responded while watching the vendor wrap samosas. The radiant smile on the vendor’s face, made Roy strike a conversation.
“So, how were your sales? Did you make enough for the day?”, Roy enquired casually. “Today was not satisfactory sir, I’m trying to make it up by selling late in the night.”, replied the vendor while making himself comfortable on the floor of the moving train. “Is it hard? At this age?”, asked Roy intriguingly.
The vendor’s face lit with delight as someone actually showed interest in him and not just his samosas. He replied saying, “I have a family to support. Children are studying. They depend on me, which does not make me think about age. It’s hard sometimes when needs are not met, but I’ve no complains! I’m very grateful to God for blessing me with a family to work for. I’m thankful that I’m hale and healthy, which gives an opportunity to work even at this age. What if I was ill and handicapped? How could I support someone depending on me? As long as I have the strength, I’m willing to work, pay for bills and my children’s education. Atleast I have a family to look forward to and work for!”
Roy was dumbstruck on hearing what the vendor said. He was amazed at the way an ordinary samosa seller perceived life with gratitude. Appreciating his thoughtful reply, Roy uttered, “You are a wise man! I hope you sell as many samosas as you wished to and lead a content life! I’ll have two more.”
“Thank you sir! Here are your samosas. You have a good night!“, the vendor replied with a warm smile again and left the compartment. After a thought provoking conversation, Roy felt lighter. The thought about his interview result seems to be nowhere. He wondered how blessed he was when compared to the samosa selling old man and yet never realized his blessings.
As his heart was filling with gratitude, he noticed the train halt at his station. He got down the train with a sense of completeness. “Someone is going to have a peaceful sleep tonight!”, echoed his satisfied soul.
Superb story. Kudos!
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Thank you! Glad you liked it! 🙂
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Beautiful story. Small things sometimes provide greatest of satisfactions. Well written too. 🙂
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Yes, we can always get inspired from small things that can are usually ignored. Thank you so much for reading! 🙂
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You’re welcome. 🙂
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Great story 🙂 Heartwarming.
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Thank you very much for reading! 🙂
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Awsome one 🙂
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Thank you Anusha!! 🙂
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Lovely story, really made me smile 🙂
@LunaNoctis from There She Goes
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Thanks a lot for reading! Making someone smile, makes my day! 🙂
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Gratitude…the word I use in relation to you posting this. Still going strong I see which is impressive. Mighty impressive…what you got planned for Q and X lol
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Wow! Thank you for your wonderful words. They made my day as always! 🙂 Q and X?? Good question, I’m not sure what I’m going to do lol. None of these posts were planned, nor will my future posts be 😜. But now it really makes me wonder. Thanks for asking, it made me actually think ahead. 😄
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That is so nice of you to say and quite made my day hearing that too 😊 X…all I can come up with is Xenon, the inert gas or very early video game, X-Ray which could go with a done to death X-Ray fiction theme such as men or vision or medical usage and xylophone…I doubt nefarious X-rated would go down well on a blog so I advise against that right away 😁 Of course you could have a play on words with things like extrapolate…the initial sound being X… Please don’t use zombie for Z though…it’s so in vogue…oooh there’s V 😜 This could become a serious distraction now..thinking of A to Zs !!! Hope your weekends going well 😇
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Haha! See, A to Z challenge would have been a cake walk for you! 😄 I too came up with Xenon, the inert gas when thought about X, lol. But I’m not sure if I’ll do it. This should be interesting! Will keep thinking! 😁
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How about xenolith…it’s sounds cool, gets you 18 points in scrabble and is a rock fragment buried in another rock. Means foreign rock apparently. I took that as being one from another country needing a visa or passport but apparently rocks don’t require them. Not sure about alien rocks dropping in on meteors or asteroids…it’s also 19 points on words with friends 🤔
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That’s amazing! Never knew this, thanks for enlightening me on this 😀
Foreign rock with visa sounds very interesting. 😀
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Hey…tap in…if you get stuck I can help brainstorm… I’m a mine of strange gibberish…allegedly 😁
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Definitely! I know, you are never short of ideas, no matter what! 😀
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No..I’ve got too flipping many!!! Must start an idea journal at some point and make notes 🤔
I can’t keep up and mu fingers hurt !!!
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Haha, yes usually I do that. I write down in vague, if something strikes my mind. Just to make sure someday when I actually wish to write, I can recollect.
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Yes that’s a good habit to cultivate. I must start. As soon as my last draft is done I shall set up an idea file. There are bound to be dry days that thoughts in that will water !
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You will definitely need it, for your gush of ideas! 😊
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Is that a collective name for ideas? A Gish of them…sounds plausible and seems to fit…I mean rather lie a tap if the gush stops then the equivalent would be the dreaded writers block. At the moment I have to come back here to remember the faceless foundation digger 😊
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Hehe yes. It just came out of my mind. Felt it was apt, though I’m not sure if it made sense 😁
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Umm…it made perfect sense to me…not sure what that says about my sanity now though 🤕
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I’d say you are as sane as I am 😁
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Hey, I’m quite normal, it’s everybody else that’s weird 😜
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I like the way you think! 😂
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Good…it validates insanity 🙃
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Hi there stopped by via list on a to z. Great post!
Best Wishes,
Annette
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I’m so glad you stopped by Annette! Thanks a lot for reading! 🙂
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Another beautiful story from a creative mind!
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Thanks a lot!! So glad you liked it! 🙂
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