I choose this topic “blue eyed boy of MS” as it was an appropriate topic and continuation to the post posted by brother https://mouthshut.com/diary/dhhetqnmo/Blue-Eyed-Boy-ofMS-Khalid " href="https://mouthshut.com/diary/dhhetqnmo/Blue-Eyed-Boy-ofMS-Khalid%20%20">umesh in his dp,
While travelling in train, how many of us have gone through the sentence or voice instruction, “Don’t eat the food given by strangers”. Still if we find people sitting nearby us familiar, we do consume the food given by them. Though we know one decision can be harmful, we trust those strangers!
Again, the similar happens here in virtual world. Many people are here to cheat the others; very few are the best human. Therefore the probability of getting a better edge in this unexplained calculation is very small; still our relation here in Mouthshut among each other has grown very strongly.
Early in the Mouthshut as I joined, he was among the few people who had not only read &comment my articles, but he was there to suggest me of how to go ahead in life and how to face those unmentioned challenges. From a initial days, he called me ‘son’ and it was pleasure of mine to be respected by such a wonderful personality. I got to hear more about him through MSians when he had reached Ross uncle house at 12 midnight, just to wish Ross aunty on her birthday without caring the trip expense and neglecting his tiredness! Reading something more about him in the brother umesh diary, Blue eyed boy of MS, it had given me the curiosity to know him more closely. His presences in the MS meet at Bangalore and few other places had already reflected his friendly character. We had few talked in Phone and few facebook chats and finally I got an invitation by him to his place to meet him and know him personally.
Yeah, he is our delhi MSians and my sweet uncle, Khalid Khan… As I reached Nizamuddin station at 5 am in delhi on 29th May 2010, I had still not finished my sleep, but he was already there to pick up me. We hugged each other and he took me to his home at okla in Delhi. There I could meet with Sana aunty (MRS Khan). She was too unexplainable. I had talked her in phone not more than thrice in phone before that day, but I never felt I was meeting her for the first time. Later we went to his guest house at sector 6 in Noida where he had arranged accommodation for me. We made our plan to visit different places. On the very afternoon that day, we along with Sana aunty, his two kids and shalu didi, visited with The great India place, then lunch and India gate (I Shall write other two different post on Delhi visit and Delhi MS meet).
Next day he came to MS meet at Nirualas picking brother Ajay and his friend Yashpal from station. He had completely changed his look. With beard shaved off, for a moment my brain denied recognizing this handsome and cool man. Later I realized that it was just a bad phase of my memory where before few days I had forgotten my regularly used ATM pin number… lol! Thanks that he didn’t knew this incident!
After having dinner in Pooja didi’s home, it was already 1 am, and me myself was tired lot! Thanks to his well-experienced driving through which we reached to our destination.
The next day on Monday I had made my plan to visit Akshyardham temple and lotus temple in the afternoon. But as I was unknown to delhi and because of higher temperature, uncle didn’t allowed me to go alone. But he himself took me to those places in the evening in his car and we had some fun, some photo clicked and few talk too. Neglecting his other schedule, he leaded me to those places of delhi, I have hardly any words to explained kindness of this gentle man.
Tuesday was the last day and I was set to return back to Mumbai. Once again there were lots of work load on his factory, so I asked him to drop to nearest Metro station and I will reach the New Delhi station. But uncle and aunty didn’t agree on my view and he himself drove me in his car to New Delhi station which was more than 45 minutes car ride from his guest house.
Later we once again hugged each other and greeted each other Bye-Bye with the promise that I shall try my best to re-visit delhi again in my October vacation to meet this kind human.
From all his talk and from his attitude towards me, what I felt that he was much happier to meet me than what I really was. Never knew that despite reading that first paragraph warning many times in my life, I would have attached to someone so emotionally, and it was hard for me to believe that I would hit the jackpot carrying negligible probability to find those gems who is perfect in every achievement of his life. Of course, Delhi MS meet would have been a memorable one, but 3 days attachment with Msians bkaks will be unforgettable at all.
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