Asha Desh By Asha Desh, 5th Nov 2015 | Follow this author | RSS Feed | Short URL
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We all have relationships with others in our lives. This article ponders on the basis of human relationships.


I often wonder about relationships. Is it just the ties of blood, friendship, familiarity, or something else?
Recently, I had to see my dermatologist. I had been a previous patient of his, but thankfully had not had the need to see him in a few years. As I walked in with the nurse, I saw him from a distance, and remarked how he had not changed much. He walked into the exam room, greeted me with a hug and said “I am not seeing a new patient, but an old friend”. I suppose that is what happens when one lives in a small town. In spite of his busy schedule, he chatted a bit, inquired of my family and then proceeded with the medical exam.
A few months ago, I had wanted to do something different with my lawn, and started to explain things to my lawn maintenance man. He waved me away, saying “I know what you want done. I know what you like. Hey, I have been maintaining lawns in this neighborhood for so long, I can tell you what people are having for supper!”

Coffee anyone ?

I remember an incident which happened long ago in my home town. We used to get our fresh ground coffee from the corner store. Once, an out of town cousin was visiting us, and stopped by the shop to get us some coffee. He was from the city and his shopping habits were different. He walked up to the store and asked for coffee. “What type do you want?” asked the shop keeper. Which mix? How much chicory? etc. My cousin looked perplexed. The shop keeper said, “I don’t recall seeing you before” Are you new to this area? “Oh, I am just visiting” replied my cousin. “Whom are you visiting?” My cousin gave our family name. “Oh, them, I know exactly what to give you” he said, and gave him the ground coffee to bring home. Such were the days! The shop keeper knew what kind of “usual” coffee his regular customers took, even when they were not present in front of him.

Tastiest bananas !

These are all random incidents, but they all speak of relationships. I could narrate many more such stories, but will choose my most tender one. I am originally from India, where I went to school and college. After getting married, I moved to the US, where I have been for many years. I do visit the hometown occasionally, and see how things have changed over there. On one such visit, I stopped by at a small shop to get some cold fruit juice. The shop keeper looked at me strangely, and then gave me a big smile of recognition. I too, recognized him. He used to own a big store in the main bazaar. He told me that the large super markets in the main bazar had driven him out of business and he had been forced to set up a small shop in a residential area, selling grocery items. We chatted a bit and as I about to leave, he handed me a dozen yellow bananas, a symbolic gesture of respect in Indian culture. I went to pay for them, but he folded his hands and said, “You have come from another country now. It is like the return of our daughter. Please accept this from me” I had to turn and walk away fast, hoping he did not see the gush of tears in my eyes, but when I looked back, I saw him wiping his eyes. A poor vendor found room in his heart to part with something he could have charged for! It will not be an exaggeration to say that they were the tastiest bananas that I have ever had!

The wonder of relationships! Is it the ties of blood, friendship, familiarity or something else!

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author avatar Asha Desh
Freelance writer. My genre is a mixed bag . My articles include Reflections on life, Humor with meaningful messages, Travel, Light reading and Fiction.

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author avatar Fern Mc Costigan
5th Nov 2015 (#)

Interesting post!

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