kamraangiri

the hot summer always takes me back to this topic:

back in college, we always had a scarcity of water and cool water was something unheard of. so in the huge campus that our college boasted of, there were few oases, like our Electrical Engineering lab which had concientious keepers that cared to store up water in earthen pots!

now, after each lecture that lasted about an hour and half, most of us (amanna and me at least) would toddle downstairs to the electrical lab, to gulp a glass or two of the naturally cooled water. heavenly feeling! each one really wanted to drink first! it was an uncontrollable urge, really!

now on one such occasion where amanna and me were fighting for the first glass and were sprinting towards the matka (or the earthen pot) we saw another colleague of ours kamraan already reaching the lab ahead of us. we got irritated by the fact that we would now have to wait for one more person to quench his thirst before we could get to gulping. also during some nightmarish occasions, after someone drank ahead of you, the pot would be rendered empty and that fact would be too much to bear. more than the actual summer heat!

however what gave birth to this term "kamraangiri" was a strange fact! read on...
amanna and me reached the pot and saw kamraan filling the glass. we were looking at him irritatingly - hoping he would finish off quickly and we would get our chance! amanna got too impatient and even lifted the lid off the pot to check if there was enough water for everyone. now kamraan's glass finally filled up from the slow stream coming out of the tap, and what was really touching was instead of he drinking the water himself, handed the glass over to amanna! amanna was really stunned. he almost fainted, not able to believe the act of selflessness that he had just witnessed. for that entire day, he just kept repeating "how could he have done this?"

but then there are some people like kamraan!

did you have your dose of kamraangiri today?

1 comments:

Ashwini said...

:) It is rare to find such acts of selflessness. The closest I come is sharing.. I rarely give away what could have been mine.

Nicely written piece. Except for the punctuations! :)

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