My Broken Umbrella!!

Well, its quite known to everyone that broken things can never be mended! Be it that imported glass vase which you got as a gift , your favorite coffee mug, your expensive porcelain dish etc etc ! I too strongly agreed upon on that until yesterday when I learnt an important lesson in life!

I was on my way to office. I had turned on my playlist and went on listening to those lovely songs. It's my policy that where ever one goes, one should enjoy each and every moment of life! Sometimes, I prefer listening to music else reading book or else calling up my friends! If nothing of the above activities can be done at a particular moment, then of course, I would try to listen to that distant and feeble voice - well my inner voice!

"Hey, is this seat occupied?"

I reduced the volume and said " No!"

Back to my song "Aaj mein upar ...Asma neeche...."

I saw him reading out Economic Times. I closed my eyes so as not to be disturbed. Along with the lyrics, I was carried away! As a kid,I had always dreamt of becoming a lyricist like Gulzar or Javed Akhtar!

Some dreams are meant to be dreams forever!!

Well, this had happened some one week back or so. Now, i am waiting in the corridor for the rain to cease and to board the bus. I took out my umbrella and while trying to unfold it, I saw one of its stretcher broken!!

Oh God! Why all such things happen to me alone! Whenever I wish to reach home early, there would be something or the other to delay me!!

"Can I use your Umbrella? "

Coincidental! Well, that's the word which can be used - the total "professional Economic Times" guy was asking for my umbrella!

"Huh.... Well, I am sorry. It's broken!"

"Still, can I??" He persisted.

"I don't think it will be useful to you.. anyways!"

I gave the umbrella to him and he unfolded it. He first tried mending the stretcher, by pressing once or twice close to the rib. Finally, he kept it open and ran to the car parking lot some 200 mtrs away.

He drove to where we were standing.

"Shall I drop you?"

Rain was not even showing any sign of stopping! I looked at Anjali and she nodded, with that we got into the car.

"Hi, I am Nihal". He smiled for the first time.

"Hi, I am Neha...and she is Anjali, my neighbour". I said.

"Thanks for your Umbrella. Here it is"

He handed over the wet umbrella.

"I am sorry. My Umbrella is broken"

"Broken??" Nihal asked.

"Haan..! Didn't you see that yourself ?"

"Well, it might seem to be broken...!! But, still it served the purpose of not getting wet!"

Well, What he said is true...at times its better to go with the thing you have even if its broken one rather than waiting on! I came to know one thing that - rather than discarding something as broken, if we try to mend it, we may be able to use it again!

Might be a small thing, still it requires someone else to point out to you...."Hey Boss, this is the way.....this is how it needs to be done..." etc etc!

I am not saying that all things can be fixed; most of it can be. Hmmm,those Broken heart, Broken soul types.....well !

"Hey, Neha...... Let's get down here"

Anjali disturbed my conversation with that distant feeble voice!

"Yeah..you can stop here. Thanks Nihal."

I smiled at that ET personality as I stepped out of the car.

Broken things can be mended by your outlook!!

PS: Photo courtesy : Sophia Douma (www.photo.net)