( Every time I saw this person, the same question would arise in my mind that from where did he appear? Although I have encountered him very rarely, because of all the things I have heard about him, I always shy away from facing him. But today I have to face it. It was six in the evening. Today, due to some work in the office, I was a little late to leave and as I was getting out of the gate, I heard this voice.)
And, are you fine?
Yes, I am.
( This is a lean skinny man of 39 years of age. His name is Devashish Chatterjee, People commonly call it by the name of Devaa. Scattered hair, half-grey and half-brown, with betel in the mouth at all times, this person is a working peon in my office. Devaa has spent more than 15 years working in this department, but people know him not because of his work but because of one of his specialties and it is a specialty that there will be very few people are in this office from which he didn’t borrow money. Till yesterday I also used to be among those lucky people. )
Babuji, I saw you today after many days.
Brother, I come every day and you only see me sometimes.
Yes. Babu ji, sometimes does not meet in busywork.
( I now understood that it was making a role to borrow from me. At the same time, the longer I would talk to him, the chances of getting stuck in his sweet words were increasing, but there were such expressions on his face that I was slowly preparing to get into his talk happily.)
Babu ji, this month is going to end now. A new month will start next week.
Yes, it is. I will leave soon. Let’s meet tomorrow then.
Babu ji, will you have two hundred rupees? I will refund you as soon as my salary credited. (this was the question that I had been waited for)
Yes. I have, take this.
Namaste babu ji, see you tomorrow.
( I was thinking in my mind when I would meet? )
You must be thinking that what are the two hundred rupees in today’s time, which I am writing such things and that too when for the first time in 15 years someone has asked me for it. Now let me introduce you all to Devashish Chatterjee. Devaa was appointed at the age of 25 in my department. His father was also in the same department, after whose death Devaa got this job on the basis of his compassionate appointment. Devaa’s mother passed away in his childhood. Devaa’s family basically belongs to Kolkata and after coming here, he did not have any relatives far and wide. There was only one sister who remembered him once a year on Rakshabandhan festival. On the basis of these facts, we can say that he had no one in this world. Why he was not able to get married, I am aware that no one has expressed any desire to marry him due to his drinking habits. He used to indulge in alcohol consumption every evening alone and sometimes with friends. Despite being a public servant, he was seen asking for money in front of every man due to his habits. The salary he received was enough for him alone. Everyone used to fail in front of his borrowing art. However, after borrowing, everyone was convinced that he would return the money, But no one knew when. His habit was that when he returned the money to someone, it was certain that he would soon demand money from that person again. It is a different matter that till date no one had alleged that he had grabbed someone’s money. Some people were also happy to think that once they lend a few rupees, you will get relaxed for a long time.
The next day, as soon as I reached the office, my colleague started with the discussion of Devaa.
I heard that tomorrow he did not find anyone, so he caught you.
What are you mean by caught, now when he starts asking for two hundred rupees, what will the man say?
Be aware of him. He is a deep hurting man.
Why, what happened?
Looks like you don’t know about that. Four years ago, he took a personal loan. The bankers asked to bring someone as a guarantor. Now there is favor of each other in the office, so Vivek Tiwari took the guarantee. Funny thing happened when the first installment was due next month. The first installment of his loan was bounced. The bankers took the first installment from Vivek Tiwari’s account and then it continued for three months. After three months, Vivek and the bankers met Devaa after finding a lot of effort. That is why I am warning you to stay away from him.
After listening to this incident, I also realized that what happened was good that I got rid of him easily.
I do not know why my excitement about Devaa was increasing. Why are his circumstances like this and is this man satisfied with his life? What soil is this man-made of? Neither forward nor backward, No one to ask, no one to tell. Not worry about the world nor worry about your image. There are people living such lives among us. Those who have neither hope of life nor stress. At the same time, a normal man is troubled by many difficulties and complications in his daily life and a man who is living his life only by disturbing others.
A month had passed since this fact. But I had not met Devaa since that day. Meanwhile, a news came, and that had increased my anxiety a little. I came to know from some people in the office that he had an accident last night and he is very serious in the hospital. During the month of Sawan, many devotees go to see Lord Shiva. He had also joined those devotees and after praying in the night, he was found to be an accident on their bus on the way. Now here were two questions that were making me nervous. The first question was whether such a man could also be a devotee of God and second, who would now be the one to take care of him in the hospital. Shouldn’t he be missing his loved ones? It must have been only three days pass and where it was reported that he was very serious and now he had come home alone after insisting from the hospital. Every day this person was becoming a puzzle to me.
After his accident, I did not see him for about two months. Finally, one evening when I was just leaving the office, he suddenly came in front of me.
Yes. How are you? I heard about your accident but was unable to meet. The good thing is that you are fine now.
Yes. Babu ji, now I am completely cured, just sometimes there is some difficulty in walking but I am fine.
I remember I took two hundred rupees from you. I will return to you as soon as I get my salary of this month.
Never mind, give it comfortably.
Ok Babu ji, Let me go, Namaste.
After speaking so much, he went away and I remember the things people had told me that he will borrow from me again, then he came and met me today.
The month of December was now coming to an end. The cold was falling in such a way that the sun was not being seen all day and in the evening, there was silence in the whole market. Today I was late due to some urgent work in the office. When I left the office after my work, I saw that my mobile was also switched off. Due to unseasonal rains since morning, the supply of electricity and the internet in the city was disturbed. Finally, I noticed that all the staff with me had gone to their respective homes a long time ago. As soon as I started my car, the car didn’t start, Made all efforts but no result. When I called a mechanic nearby, he said that there was a problem with the engine of the car. It will take two hours to fix this and it will take about five thousand rupees. I told him to start working. When I looked in my purse, only Rs. 800 were left there. Now I realized my real problem. ATM was also unusable due to the mobile switch off, internet connectivity being stopped. I could not think of any solution. Then a sound was heard in my ears.
Looking back, I see the same face after which people change their paths. Hi.
You are very late today. Were you busy with some work?
I now had a dilemma as to what to tell my problem with him and would he not ask for money again? But I thought it necessary to tell him that I am still without money and I need five thousand rupees.
This is a big problem. Wait, I come after some time.
Saying this, he quickly disappeared and came back in 10 minutes and stood in front of me.
Babu ji. take this, Five thousand rupees. Return it when you have it. He also brought two cups of tea along with him. He passed me one cup and started drinking from the other.
I kept looking at him and it was my compulsion to take that money from him. But because of my situation, I did not want to ask him anything else. But it was he who started telling me about my situation.
Babuji, you must be thinking that I who went with you two hundred rupees several months ago and have not been able to return till today, Where did I get this money from? ( I said yes from the eyes)
Babuji, I do not know what people think or say about me. There is no one in this world except my sister. There are some friends but they are all friends from only eating and drinking. You might not even know that the house I live in, was built by my father. Today its cost will not be less than 55-60 lakhs. Whatever salary I get in a government job is enough for me. But I ask people to borrow so that I can stay connected with people. The money that I have given you is mine. You used to see me for so many years, but never did you remember me, but since I took two hundred rupees from you, you would not have forgotten me. I think this is the easiest way for me to remain in people’s memories and stay connected with people. I ask someone as much money that he is able to give me and unable to forget me. It makes me realize that I am not alone. I have many acquaintances. Now, when I had an accident, how many people would have prayed for me, even if it was only for their own selfishness that I will return their money.
I couldn’t believe it by listening to his words. It was the same eagerness that was growing in me day by day. Then I asked him that it was your loan that you took. Is your loan also going on?
Babu ji, It’s true in this and some lies. I just told you that I have a sister. She only misses me on Rakshabandhan. A few years ago she needed some money to buy her house. I could not refuse when she asked for help for the first time. I took a loan and gave him money and I had to pay a few month’s salaries but today she is happy that she has her own house. That is why my loan payment was due. As of today, I do not have a bank loan.
I was still thinking about this mysterious man till then the mechanic told me that the car had been repaired. I started my car and sat down.
Namaste Babuji. See you tomorrow.