Meeting the Idol!

Rashid follows an old man. From the old man's manners, Rashid picks up manners. The way he reacts, the old man; similarly this young boy reacts as closely as possible. Rashid doesn't critically follow him like a mirror image but draws in his mental picture, the appearance of the old man.

The young boy talks to himself while walking the lane with little steps. He's getting noticed for following the man. This Rashid doesn't know. For, the boy is in the land of his makings. He murmurs, "How many decades, oh my God, how many uncountable years, he has walked these lanes...I come to this market rarely. My Baba is always seen here."

Now, Rashid sits by near a kachori(Indian eatery) stall next to the lane where Abdul Baba goes through. Now, he sits alone other than the little crowd that's busy enjoying the kachori. He's alone, because his world was destined to Abdul Baba. Now, he was left to sit with his own self; unknown of other occurrences in the colourful bazaar.

Abdul Baba repairs all the kitchen wares with as much smoothness and karigiri, that no one in the locality holds such name as he does. Whatever a person becomes, he/she should be best at it. Now, the young boy was filmy, and thanks to an interview by veteran actor of Hindi Cinema, Shri.Raj Kumar. Who answered on being questioned on what he were to become if not an actor? He answered, "Hum jo bhi kaam karte usme hamara naam hota. Agar hum Bombai me joota bhi polish karne waale hote, to Number-1 joota polish karne waale hote."

Rashid, could switch different sayings and at last felt what called to him. He listened very patiently to his heart and followed it's vibrations. As if all life that he held in his soul, stood in those vibrations. As if, no other thing could hold as much significance in his life, than his calling.

It wasn't that, he were to become like Abdul Mia..there was a far greater spirit that bound people to their jobs. It was tajurba(experience), that gave a person; his/her identity.

Rashid came back home and watched a television show wherein he saw a play and the ending part of the narrator. It said, "We all have role models. Those, whom if we see once; we forget the problems and the barriers that can be in the path towards our glory. They are the strong pillars spreading the antiquity and grace of the positive spirits around their persona. We learn from them, we follow the streams of labour, dedication."

Rashid went the next day too, in search of Abdul uncle. Now, it seemed if he were busy, that he wasn't seen by the kachori stall where he kept his place when he had no work. The boy waited for far greater time, until his hero in the old man appeared in fresh sight. The joy to see him flew like a seamstress and awakened the boy's heart towards his role model.