Scavenger....Bhangi....Detective
I dont know if any of u guys had this as kids.. but I always thought I could find new things.. u know what I mean.. we dont know what everything is thus far in life and we find things and we try and understand them.. NO.. not that kinda shit.. I knew I wasnt a genius.. I was perfectly alright with dealing with the limited things I knew about.. when I say find new things I mean always keep looking for things that u know about, in newer places..
I genuinely had this problem where I would go to places (with or without family..depending on the distance to be covered and the number of turns taken my brain could memorize.. which i think u can pretty well analyze would be daiiimm bad)..This could be either at a neighbours place..some new classroom in school...some new restaurant.. some new place in the building premises ( yeah I didnt know my entire building till I was half way through school.. or even more)...later in life I got responsibility and got to travel on the road by myself (yeah i used to get eggs and bread every morning.. that was my job in vacations)
Retarded as this sounds it became a habit for me to keep looking around for things... things that didnt belong to me.. things that people might have dropped around...things other careless people might have forgotten somewhere..things ppl might have no use for and I might appreciate the being of that thing..and I started doing this shit irrespective of people being around me or the other way round..
Yeah so family was amused in the beginning and took it lightly till it became a fascination for me.. I was like in treasure island.. but when it got on to their nerves.. they decided it had to go and they started playing bad cop with me.. called me names every time i came home with something that wasnt mine.. I was called names like Bhangi Scavenger alternatively.. But i took pride in it.. and i later realized i could walk away with shit if I didnt show them what i found today
So an average round trip to buy bread and eggs from a guy ( this guy had golden hair and sounded like he had throat cancer...and at that time he had a Rs.10 coin which he had shown me.. and i had my eye on..) would take an average 15 mins which could get wrapped up in 5 in ideal conditions..
I also had a lucky path which i used to tread once a week.. and generally used to find some junk there.. I have also been lucky at times and found a whole lotta bounty over time..Some of my lucky catches have been as follows:
- A Pack of Chiclets Chewing Gum ( i dont know if the current generation even know that shit.. chic chic chiclets)
- A Rs.50/- Note ( yeah that could have been the lottery that changed my life)
- A golden eyed Marble ( the big one)
- A big Ball Bearing
- A semi circular Magnet
- My first Pen..although it worked for just 5 mins.. ( yeah I didnt get my first official pen till I went beyond class 5..coz thats what the school said..til class 5..only pencils)
- My first Tennis Ball ( Tennis balls were not the shit at that time.. Rubber balls were..and it was like today where people play with 3 -4 rubber balls in hand and spare..u buy one and u keep it for alleast ur vacation)
- and a whole lotta shit that i used to collect
Not that this was a one of thing that i had as a kid.... it actually went along and grew with me.. and was my kinda only hobby.. any new apt my dad bought.. any new office my dad moved to.. any new place i visited.. any hotel room.. any hotel lobby..premises..and new tourist place... I would generally sneak out and try and look for those odd things lying around.. and may be in the closet..There was this one tuition teacher..whose place i used to go to..and she left me at her place all alone while she went out to get her self some fish.. I looked around her things..i didnt know what i was lookin for.. but yeah I was lookin.. just simply..
Dont be scared of calling me to ur place.. I dont steal things..
Till then
For a world where we do have wonderlands
