Everyone in his life experiences some incidents good or bad.
There may be the happiest, the saddest or the funniest incident in one's
One Sunday morning I received an invitation from a friend of
mine Mr. Sudhir, as I had come from the U.K. back to my native land.
I got up early in the morning and started preparing myself. My sister
gave me a cup of tea early in the morning. Then I took my bath, and got
ready. My sister then again asked me to take some snacks and tea but I
refused to take as I was very anxious in getting to my friend's house. She
kept insisting me to take a heavy breakfast but I did not care for it. I
walked out to the Bus Stop. Soon a bus came and I got into it and asked
the conductor for a ticket for Babar Lane. The conductor frowned at me
saying "This bus is not going to Babar Lane. It s going in the reverse
direction, you can get down at the next stop and catch another bus." I
was baffled for some time at this sudden bit of information. Then I
alighted from the bus and again waited for the next bus for Babar Lane.
I boarded the bus and reached 15, Babar Lane. But when
approached my friend's house, the door of his house was all locked up
and closed. I was wondering whether I had come to the right place. As
I was gazing and pondering, a neighbor of my friend came and asked
me, "Why are you standing here? Do you want to meet someone?" I
replied. "Yes, I want to see Mr. Sudhir living in Quarter No. 15". He
replied "He has moved house on Wednesday and has gone to Changi."
Frustratedly, I came back to the bus stop. I was feeling thirsty and
hungry. Soon it started drizzling. I was now in a fix as I had no umbrella.
My confusion became worse with the pouring rains. I thought for a while
that I had refused my morning breakfast in the hope that I would take it
at my friend's house. At this stage my anger was mounting. I was cursing
myself as well as my fate, I was soaking wet and instead of going home,
I made up my mind to meet Sudhir, come what may.
An idea hit me. I telephoned the Enquiry Office at Changi. The
operator told me his address. So I made my journey to Changi. I reached
the Address given to me by the operator. I rang the door bell. Tapan, a
tiny tot (Sudhir's youngest brother) came out and greeted me with a
"Hello, uncle." The moment I entered the drawing room, I saw the
parents of Sudhir sitting on the sofa. They offered me a seat and I sat
between them. As I was going to ask about the invitation extended to me
by Sudhir, Dolly (Sudhir's sister) came with a tray of tea. She was a
pretty and vivacious girl. I remembered that I used to love Dolly during
college days and had written to her many love letters, proposing marriage.
Now Sudhir's mother began to talk very politely. "Look son, the
invitation to tea was a joke, as you know today is the First of April" But
you are fortunate in the sense that your proposal of marriage has been
accepted by all the members of the family." I was thrilled to hear this
news from Dolly's mother.
My joy knew no bounds. My spirit felt lifted. Dolly was looking
at me silently, her eyes expressing her love for me. We had tea to our heart's content. I rushed home to give the glad news to my parents. This
day, indeed, is the most funniest and happiest day in my life.