Like any other normal human being, I too react to unfamiliar situations without any thought. In a world where human relations are put aside with materials taking the centre stage, we suffer from trust issues.
It was a chilly December night when I, along with my husband and one-year-old son, was on my way back to Dehradun from the beautiful hills of Kumaon. Around midnight, our bus halted at a 'dhaba'. Since it had been a long and tiresome journey, my husband got off to get something for us to eat.
I was looking out of the window when I realised a man was staring menacingly at me. Trying to avoid the awkward situation, I shifted my gaze on my son. As I peeked out of the window again a little later, I saw him entering the bus; and moved towards where I was sitting.
He was drunk and I was terrified as he tried to pull my son away from me. I resisted and he fell to my feet. It was a scary situation for me; so I started screaming for help. In no time, a crowd of all travellers gathered. As my husband and others managed to pull him out of the bus, he started crying and begging to hold my child.
As if it wasn't enough drama already, a man, perhaps his acquaintance, came up to me and told me the truth behind the man's behaviour. I was left stunned and wet-eyed as he went on telling me how the man had his only son, who too was a year old.
It was only then that I realised his pain and agony. I got off the bus and handed over the baby to him. Now there was no fear inside me.
It was a scene to be seen as he held my child, kissing and blessing him. He even handed over a 100-rupee note to him. Tears rolled down my eyes as I was so happy with whatever little I could do for him.