P : Train from………PAKISTAN #AtoZChallenge

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Warning :The views expressed in the blog are personal and if you happen to be a crazy lunatic under the mask of a patriot with your standard of judgement starts and ends with some slogan,please spare yourself from the difficulty of reading this piece

Once again this story has its origin in a train ,it so happenned that I was on my way to my hometown & as soon as the train left Delhi ,I opened up a book and was engrossed in reading .Around me was a family with 3 kids who were howling, shouting &throwing things on floor,in short taking all the benefit of them being “the little cute ones”. After an hour a voice said:

“Maaf kariyega mohtarma,aapko in bachhon ke karan badi takalluf uthani pad rahi hai”

( We are really very sorry because of the nuisance of the kids)

I said “ Nahi Nahi ye to chote bachhe hain”( Its completely okay) whereas in my mind I was thinking “Aisa kaun bolta hai yaar( who says like this )” and then my biggest enemy -my mind’s curiosity didn’t let me read, I asked to the gentleman where were they going to ,got a reply “Nagpur” and then to Amravati . I asked” coming from delhi?”

And got  a reply which solved the mystery of that urdu accent “ We are coming from PAKISTAN”

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Pakistan??? I never knew Bilaspur Rajdhani comes from Pakistan .The gentleman laughed, told that they came to Delhi and then are moving towards Amravati to visit a childhood friend  of his mother who is seriously ill.

Friend?? Ok,our history books say once we were one once upon a time.

After exchanging pleasantries ,I came to know that the gentleman Dr Shaukat was also a doctor and his lovely wife told me with almost a child like enthusiasm that her sister is also a doctor and was settled in Dubai .Why Dubai? I asked to which I came to know that Pakistan is still not a very progressive society when it comes to women working but then she also defended instantly saying things are changing and now women are even fighter plane pilots.

After some time I was offered “Peshaver ka halwa”,”khajoor ki kachori” and “lahore ka namkeen” which looked mouth watering but the logical mind screamed “You should not take any food from strangers” and the probability of risk grows when the strangers are from other side of border .Well I gave a look to the yummy food stuff and politely refused.

The talks with Dr Shaukat revolved aroud the girl education,medical field, exaggerating problem of power cut and it was refreshing to know from him that the youth wants change ,they want to get educated ,no politics of hatred ,want to work and bring about a change in the attitude of outside world towards their nation

Nagpur comes early morning,when they left, they bid a “Khuda Hafiz”, mother of Dr shaukat kept a hand on my head and wished me”Barkat” from her Khuda. Dr Shaukat and Nagma  wished me”behisaab khushiyaan” while I prayed for the good health of the Indian friend of the Pakistani grandma.

Off they went and with them went the “Peshawar ka halwa,Khajoor ki kachauri” from my eyesight,the train left Nagpur and sleep was gone from my eyes .Suddenly I realized that in this feeding up of enmity are we forgetting human values? As we have closed ourselves into AC Compartments have we closed the way to our hearts too? Gone are those days when every journey to village in the sleeper compartment, sharing the home cooked meals with strangers earned us friends to whom our parents used to send postcards? And then the biggest question: who is more dangerous- a gang of men who can rape you in the light of a metro city, the sick people who ogle you when you wear a short dress and make you feel naked, a group of people who thrash you till you die just brcause they assumed you eat something…….or a stranger, an unknown family from a nation ,a neighboring nation who is always portrayed as an enemy.If you happen to find an answer, do let me know……….till then stay safe and keep the women around you  safe…..

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