I have been thinking of an incident that will do justice to this topic and I have at last decided I will narrate something we witnessed during our childhood. The names have been changed well enough to disguise the religion, race or any other clue that will give away the details of my friend.
Around 15 years ago, Rameez’s father demised given the alcoholic he was. They were rich, his mother young and beautiful and without a guy to man the house. His relatives were trying all sorts of tricks to grab his father’s property – trying to marry his mother to one of his uncles and also trying to get Rameez engaged to one of their daughters, at such young age of 10-12 years.
Being kids, we didn’t realize that this was a serious predicament, but now when I retrospect, I have profound empathy for his mother. Fed up of constant bickering, they decided to relocate and that is when they shifted to my native, three of them; Rameez, his mother and his granny. They rented a small house and Rameez was admitted to my school.
They say little enemies and little wounds must not be despised but what if fortune has stopped being your friend and luck has a decidedly grudge on you? They were successfull in running away from those nasty relatives of his father’s but there was no hiding from misery. Within months, a goon started troubling them, threatening them to vacate the house as his uncle wanted to occupy it. Rameez’s granny was a woman like I had never seen before, she was determined to protect her daughter and grandson at any cost. She put up a brave fight, daring the goon legally. The goon was bound by law and they continued to stay at that house but the goon had decided to not to let go of this insult so easily. Life became harder for them so much so that, I even doubt his mother repented her decision of leaving her husband’s town.
But things changed, the goon’s family was faced with adversity; I am not very clear on what went wrong, the best I can recall is that one of his victims had set his house on fire. No one wanted to show mercy to him given his track record. Rameez’s granny stepped in, she provided his family with food and shelter. She also lent them money to reconstruct their house. Kindness, like grain, increase by sowing. This was the grain his granny had sown. The goon went on to become the greatest strength of Rameez’s family. He helped them get back to Rameez’s father’s house and own what was rightfully theirs. With this goon fellow on their side, Rameez’s paternal relatives preferred to stay away from Rameez and his mother.
It has been almost a decade since I lost touch with Rameez but I am sure the good of his Granny, the kindness she sowed would have enveloped the paternal relatives as well.
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