PKay Reflections

Once a TTE (Train Ticket Examiner) who was doing the duty in a Bangalore bound train from Mumbai caught a girl who was hiding under a seat. She was around 13 or 14 years old. TTE asked the girl to show the ticket to which she replied that she is traveling without a proper ticket. Then the TTE told the girl to get down from the train. At that same time, he heard a voice from behind. “I will pay for her”. That was Mrs. Usha Bhattacharya, who was a college lecturer by profession. Mrs. Bhattacharya paid for the girl’s ticket and requested her to sit nearby. Then she asked, “what’s your name?” “Chitra”, the girl replied. “Where you are going?” “I have nowhere to go.” the girl replied. “Then come with me.” Mrs. Bhattacharya told. After reaching Bangalore, Mrs. Bhattacharya handed over the girl to an NGO. Later Mrs. Bhattacharya shifted to Delhi and the contact between the two came almost into a halt. After around 20years Mrs. Bhattacharya went to San Francisco (USA) to deliver a le

There was an old man who was admitted in a hospital. A young man visited him every day, and sat with him for more than one hour. He helped him to eat his food and take his shower. Then he took him walking in the garden of the hospital. He would bring him back to his room and help him to lie down. He went away after reassuring himself that the old man was doing well. One day the nurse entered his room to give him medicine and inspect his condition. She said to him: "May the Lord be always gracious to your kind and caring son. Every day he visits you and shows great care." The old man looked at her and closed his eyes and said to her: "I wished it was one of my children. This is an orphan from the neighbourhood where we live. I met him one day in the past crying at the door of a Church after his father died. I comforted him and bought candy for him. I neither saw him nor talked to him for a very long time. When he grew up and came to discover wher