And although I never got an opportunity to get connected to education at my home my new home has given me the privilege to stay close to the major educational institutes of Pune. I stand outside a famous engineering college in my rickshaw and help students commute from the place of their learning to their hostels.
Many times this has happened that after hearing me a few of them asked me from where have I come from? mostly I am afraid of telling my origin place...you know these days there is fear but then very quietly they also tell me that they are from chapara or munger or some other province in Bihar and are here to study...poor people.
Very recently someone told me that a very big natural calamity has hit the videshis, it is some new form of earthquake and is called Recession...I dont really have any idea of what it is but it is said that it leaves you without any earth beneath your feet...and that too very calmly it approached the videshis and they were taken by surprise...Anyways it didnt really changed anything in india..at least the INDIA I know....students are still coming and going to the same places I still carry the same faces back and forth in my tricycle...Nothing really changed but the big sahebs who sometimes take the pain of sitting in my richshaw and give me the opportunity to help them while their drivers repair the punctured tyres beside the road seem to get a little lighter these days...a lot of fat loss programs have come in to place...
Haan to hume to the onlything that matters is my Rs.150 per day out of which I give Rs. 100 to sethji...whose rickshaw I drive and the rest is used for my tambaku and pyaaz-roti...but still I save Rs.25 every day and every month I send home money...
I have observed that even though I carry 'the marathi manoos' in my rickshaw he dislikes me and dont like my presence around his home...but I am very grateful to him for not being mad at me all the time like he sometimes gets and comes after me with the sword that shivaji has left at his home...
