~ A living Parody ~

His life of aloofness and mediocrity makes him look different on the street. Captivating though, he is always engrossed in stale vision overlooking the passing traffic as he sits on a chosen spot on the pavement as I have always seen him since quite some time now.

Living a life of comfort-ability and with nothing to do, he just sits and sleeps on a pavement under the metro pillar whilst we pass through him daily and see his eclectic glance towards the passing traffic. He is always in the thoughtful mood and reminiscing his life lived by as I presume.

What made him live a life which he is bound to live - maybe he took some wrong twists and turns which life generally offer to every one of us, this may have made him recluse and cut off the wilderness of daily living. He has no targets to achieve, no plans to follow, living a mendicant's life, he eats what passersby give him. He has a little living paraphernalia to boast of - some torn clothes, one or two water bottles always half-filled and a set of worn out clothes which he always hangs on the metro grill nearby.

Engrossed in his own sense of thinking and his own intriguing ways of acting on the street, his unknown existence is mesmeric to passersby – there are some dedicated givers of alms to him – he chooses them with aplomb and cherishes his acceptance with much delight. Seeing his choice of acts  - a question begets my mind – How come he can be so choosy when life has made him bring to a level of no return – Can beggars be choosers ?.. This idiom has been demolished by his example in my dictionary of words.

He takes life as it comes every day and ‘Planning’ has no place in his daily living. Come what may, he is seated with equal composure be it rain or scorching sunshine.

Seeing him through it makes me believe that he has not had a hair-cut or a shave since ages - at least of six months and it is certainly not due to current pandemic but his self-induced poverty. I see no reason for him not to work, as he is able bodied - though having mediocre built. Sometimes he gets up and talk to street hawkers and shares his side of life and makes the street urchins laugh and giggle – his stance makes me believe that he is in conversant with kids and he must have had good experiences with them earlier in life – may be of his own kids. There are many such questions which shall besiege your mind and bring it to a point of no valid answers.

An inquisition has set up in my mind to have a conversation with him and ask about his life and what made him wander through his share of trials and tribulations about life. There are certain question which beset my eyes on him - does he have a family, where he is from, what brought him to this predicament, the meeting thus is awaited…