CONFUSED
We were having an aftermatch tea at namgay hotel. My friend ugay and myself have a habit of drinking suja after our football match.
As I was about to have my first sip of suja, Kuzuzangpola! Kuzuzangpola! a faint voice came from behind ,I turned around to see a shabby man in a ragged brown gho carrying equally ragged blue bag .
"Momo che thobga la "said the man.
" I am not the owner here " I replied , turned back to my table and continued our guy talk. Few minutes past, I could still see the man standing beside me, he look confused, so I decided to help him.
" I am not the owner here " I replied , turned back to my table and continued our guy talk. Few minutes past, I could still see the man standing beside me, he look confused, so I decided to help him.
As I started ushering him to a seat next to our table, a pale filthy looking boy appeared from behind the man.From his appearance he must be around 12 years old and has not taken bath for a while
"Who is this boy" I asked.
"He is my son" answered the man.
In the meantime the waiter arrived.
"He is my son" answered the man.
In the meantime the waiter arrived.
Waiter : "Gache zhey ni Apa"
Man : "Momo plate che la"
Man : "Momo plate che la"
"One plate of Momo, for two them! seemed too less but eventually thought to myself, must be an after meal snack.
Soon the order arrived and the waitress kept it in front of the man. The man pulled a jug filled with water towards himself and slowly pushed the momo to his side where his son was seated. The boy started eating, the man sympathetically watching it. Whenever the waitress passed by his table he pretended to drink water. I was watching the whole scene and suspected that something is not right.
Me: "why don't you have some momo"
The man, little embarassed said "actually I don't have enough cash for both of us to have a dinner".
The man, little embarassed said "actually I don't have enough cash for both of us to have a dinner".
Though I am not a religious person but to help someone in need has alway been my first priority and his situation compelled me to help him.
I offered him a plate of Momo and two cup of suja for both of them and he happily accepted my offer.
After that we (with the man) had a long conversation, very long that my friend ugay started to doze off.
After that we (with the man) had a long conversation, very long that my friend ugay started to doze off.
The conversation showed me the other side of the poor man.The poor man has five acres of land and yet he still roams like home less being. Frankly speaking I don't have as much wealth as the poor man but in the end who is more richer me or the poor man, who I have just sponsored a meal?
