My Trysts With Life

Lucknow: The boy watched the young man get into the taxi. The man looked somewhere around 25-26, looked like he was from a rich family and yet and yet, that man had come forward to ask. The boy wondered why? I was making an unplanned visit to my hometown, somehow managing two days off in the middle of the week ( hey that's difficult for a person working in a private company!). Its a proper chilly November night of Lucknow- one that always leaves you wondering: 'should have worn one more sweater! So now my train reaches at around 3am, leaving me to wait for a pre-booked taxi that somehow wandered off with another passenger. So the scenario is like this: I am waiting on the deserted, foggy road, my teeth chattering and no sign of the godforsaken taxi. So my dear old mind starts looking for something to distract myself from the cold. It is then when I chance upon this boy, sitting on the curb, counting some money. Now this boy(somewhere around 14-15, maybe smaller) is sitti