Yeah...I would love to hallucinate about a neat & clean home, with lunch-dinner-whatever already cooked, Mishti engrossed in her books & crayons and me- sipping a tall glass of any damn soothing drink, dangling my legs over the sofa armrest while reading a book!!!
But this post is not about my hallucination…I heard about very strange incident yesterday, so thought of sharing it on my blog.
I am learning to drive (four wheeler!!) from a local driving school……and yes, has already completed six-days out of 15 days course.
This story is what has been told to me by the person who is teaching me to drive. It happened like that while I was nervously clenching the steering wheel and praying that all other vehicles on road just vanish, my instructor suddenly became very busy with his swanky phone( it speaks the numbers when dialed…just like train numbers in those robotic announcements!!). He started talking very loudly in Bhojpuri or eastern UP dialect to his ‘Mai’ while giving instructions to me to change gear & apply brakes. After around 5-6 minutes of this loud conversation, I was visibly irritated. Then he said, Madamjee I was talking to my Mom…we are very worried as my kids are missing!!
Me: What!!! Kids?? How many?? ( the way he said 'Bachhe' prompted me to ask how many..!!)
He: Madam, my 4 kids along with my wife went missing 10 days back… You know, I was sending them home with lots of silver jewellery and cash for my sister’s wedding…..but everything is gone now…
Me: Have you informed the police??
He: yeah…but they are doing nothing…actually I know who has abducted them…he was my neighbor who knew about their journey with so much cash…even one of my co-villager saw him with my family in Gurgaon Bus-depot.
Me: So, you told Police about this person….? Your wife knew that person?
He: Arre…they want some witness…Don’t worry…I am going to settle all these things…Last night I saw that her mind is now on track and she wants to come back to me.
Me: (Just ignoring his blabber..) Why don’t you get in touch with some politician regarding this incident…it can speed up the search.
He: I have already met one, they are of little help….Let’s see if at least I get my kids back….?
Me: ( not very comfortable though...) What…you don’t want your wife back?
He: She can come back but you know Madamjee nobody would talk to her in my village anymore…she would be ostracized!!
Me: (Shocked…trying to change the track) so you said you heard her last night…is that on phone?
He: No no…you know there is a very famous ‘Bangali Baba’ nearby…he showed me in a mirror that my wife is now shouting on that kidnapper to get her back to me. He has taken Rs.4000/- and see already my wife’s mind has changed….now this baba is working on to change that guy’s mind as well…so not to worry, he himself would send my wife back!!
Array of thoughts engulfed my mind after this conversation. This mixed bag of feelings continued to jumble up within itself. Few were:
- I was taken back that how indifferent that person was about the missing of his wife and all he was worried about his cash/ornaments and kids in descending order.
- May be it is all planned by his wife and she has ran away with the neighbor & cash.
- Some serious kidnapping has happened which links to human trafficking.
- The minuscule rate of literacy and awareness in our country facilitate these crooks (that Bangali Baba) to widen their fraud business while they conveniently play with the mind of emotionally weak harried person.
- Somehow, I felt that he has been smoking pot, thus most of his narrative is his hallucination.
Anyway, I was not comfortable throughout the conversation and was quite relieved when I saw another girl sitting in the car today (it was her first class and she wanted to shadow somebody else.)