Chotu

He knocked the door and called out chai, I said yes I ordered tea, he had innocent eyes and his age would be roughly 12. I looked at him gave him a smile, asked him what his name was and he said Durga Prasad. He kept the cup of tea on the table and went back to his canteen. A small boy like him would be playing outdoors with his friends, or completing his school home work, watching cartoons on the television, but he was working that afternoon. I had so many things popping up in my mind the moment he left our office cabin.

I like calling him "CHOTU" I feel it suits him more than his real name. He smiles when I call him Chotu. This merely 12 year old has to work the whole day to earn some money for himself and yet he is happy with the way things are in his life. Yes I know children below the age of 14 shouldn't be working but its a mean world out there.

Every time I see this boy it makes me feel, even if he is not doing things which he should be doing at this age, doesn't make him feel low, he always has that innocent smile on his face. When I look at him, I remember myself cribbing about things that I don't have. But now I don't, I feel content and happy!

There are endless things we crib about,situations that we want ourselves to be in. But this small boy has taught me something that really is so important, he doesn't even know he's done that, but yes he has. A person cannot be happy without being content. A beautiful thing learnt.