Uncle and his radio

Mr. Abbas runs a ittar (attar) shop and must be over the age of 70. His little shop is on this slope that takes you to a temple. Very close to public parking, the shop would have sunlight during noon. A small entry in to the shop will reveal a bench where at max 3 people can sit.

Mr. Abbas is passionate about perfumes we call Ittar or Attar. He says his salaam and ask what would you like to see or buy. I replied some ittar and if you would have Oodh. Now, oodh is a famous ittar amongst those who use or have been using ittar for sometime. On asking for it, his eyes lit up and says I’ll keep that for the last.

He quickly went and gathered a few bottles and started telling us which was what smell. He slowly progressed towards stronger smells and finally to oodh. He said, “I don’t show oodh to a lot of people, because a lot of them don’t understand /appreciate the smell”.

There was a radio (see the photo) and I asked about it. He tells me it was very old and that he went for Haj this time. He went on and told me it was a great trip and he didn’t feel like coming back.

We soon purchased our bottles of perfumes and said our goodbyes. Mr. Abbas sounded genuine and very happy with his shop. A man who likes his fragrances and those who buy them.

I’d very much like to meet him someday again. Oh! Did I tell you that I bought a bottle of Oodh for my abba too? I think he’ll like it.

Until next time.

-J

Gullad ka Ped

Raat ke kuch 11 baje honge use yaad aaya ki gaadi bahar khadi hai aur choriyaan badhti jaa rhi thi. Neend main behaal woh utha, chappal pehni aur chabhi utha kar bahar nikla. Darwaze ke us par ek choti si CFL jal rahi thi aur mausam thanda sa tha. Sardi ke aasar in dino ke saath badhte jaa rahe the, pehle subah aur raatein kuch thandi hoti aur fhir dekhte dekhti hi dilli main sardiyaan aajati.

Haan toh woh apne doosre maale se neeche utra aur dekha ki pehle maale par andhera ho raha hai, bahar kuch motorbike ke jaane ki aawaz aayi. Hawa tez this toh laga ki neeche kuch hai, neeche utarne par billi ko jaate dekha. Hairaani ki baat thi ki is waqt aas pados main sab shaant tha, lighte band ho chuki thi.

Gate ki kundi kholkar bahar aaya toh sadke khali aur upar ek bada sa streetlamp jal raha tha. Paas hi Gullad ka ped aur uspar mandrati hui chimkadar thi. Ab neend kuch ud si gayi thi, yeh pehli baar tha ki bahar ki hawa thandi lag rahi thi itni lambi garmiyon ke baad aur sadke khali aur sunsaan thi. Alag hi lutf hai raat ka aur khamoshi ka. Gaadi main chabhi lagayi aur fm par kuch puraane gaane chal padhe. Yeh janab kuch der baithe is chote lamhe ka maza liya aur fhir.

Fhir kya, reverse main gaadi park ki kyunki bhai agle din subah daftar ko fhir se jaana tha na!