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One used computer, two little girls….


It was really embarrassing: my grocery bill for one month was left outstanding when my family disappeared from the scene, abandoning me to fate and future. A petty grocery shop, doing poor business, managed by a simple naïve man. His principal business was probably mine. It must have been hard for him, collecting the total dues at the end of month of supplies fro me. But I cleared each bill promptly by 4th
the following month. All well till, as many here know, my home went kaput. This outstanding due was one among hundreds left without being cleared by those that had been entrusted my life and the funds with.


A full three weeks after I returned to city, the extent of my losses came as a stunning realization to me. In lakhs. Right from the telephone bill, electricity, credit cards….jewelry, furniture, everything. You name it, I owed money for it. It took me years to settle every outstanding. Some settlements made me red faced. The phone department whose bill I fianlly cleared after eight months of disconnection, refused to provide me a new line, because, they said, I was blacklisted for being a chronic defaulter. But I have paid, every penny, with fine, in full, I remonstrated. Nope, you haven’t returned our two instruments yet. Instruments? The blighters had even taken the phone instruments away.


I requested the department to reconsider, and one kind senior engineer, who happened to know my father who was his one time senior in the services, told me I could apply under a new name. New name? Yes, just apply, not as Dr. Arunachalam Kumar, but as Dr. Kumar Arunachalam. The computers cannot read your new name under the defaulters list and will approve your application. So, even now, the Mangalore city directory lists me in the alphabet K and not A, as was all these years.


Back to the grocer. The dues to him hurt me most. He was a small-time trader who depended on my regular purchases and clearance to keep his home fire ignited and aflame.

A fortnight later, I was thankfully provided by my college; a two room quarters: as, by now, for the first time, I was roofless.

The total amount due to the grocer was about Rs.3,500 or so. One evening, I went up to his familiar shop in Kankanady from my new place, eight kilometers off. Red faced, I explained my present financial position and inability to pay, but promised him, with time, I would, little by little settle the entire amount. He looked at me, his eyes welling up. Never mind doctor, just take your time. Only promise me, no matter where you are, you will come and buy your needs from here itself and, I will continue supplying you under the credit system. His reply saw me with my own reddening eyes water up. It took me seven months, paying in installments to clear the all dues, before I started with the new credits.

I kept my pledge to patronize his shop, and have done so diligently five years down the line, even though I shifted resdience thrice, now residing 18 kilometers off. Every item in the kitchen and whatever else he can stock for me besides, I take from his dusty single shelf.


In the intervening years, I have seen him move up. He is doing far better now. He himself has bought a newer place and now stocks and sells many other items, even some luxury ones. Whenever Lakshmi and Ravi (my Man Friday & his caretaker wife) , who now bring the grocery from town once a fortnight, come by his place, he enquires ‘daktar ench ulleru?’ (How’s the doctor?)

Last week he rang up.

Can you help me?

My two daughters are in high school now and the compulsory computer classes are draining my purse. I cannot afford to send them for training and the school makes demands that the kids complete their projects using home computers. I send the girls to the internet kiosks, but it costs me. Anyone you know can sell me a used one?

On Saturday Ravi stopped by his shop and delivered a computer with every accessory except the battery. I was provided with a new one by a well wisher old student last year, my used set, the one I had written so many hundreds of blogs on, I had retained with me for I had no heart to part with it. Now, I mused and mulled, must. This is the right time and sent so it over.

Ravi later told me the man was gushing and rang up his wife and blurted the news. 'We’ve got a computer, the doctor has given the kids one of his '….suddenly he paused, mid conversation,
'How much did the doctor want for this?'

The doctor want?? laughed Ravi. He said he’d give you his soul if you wanted it.

Yesterday, Sunday, the shopkeeper and his wife drop into my house, riding twenty kilometers on a ramshackle two wheeler. She hands over a packet of homemade rava ladoos to Lakshmi. I look away to camouflage my emotions.


I didn’t sleep well last night. Today I will, for I know my computer tech friend who I called yesterday, would have set up the computer and connected up the accessories at the shopkeeper’s place. Tonight, two middle-class school kids will, for the first time stay home to explore the wonder world of the web and internet.

One thing I hope they too learn and remember, that for every evil minded person we find in our midst, there is one good one.

Like their father.

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