This dialogue is between a grandfather and a grandson. Malik sahab, a Kashmiri writer, who is not
much famous, is attending a seminar on Mehjoor at SKICC Srinagar. He has also
taken his grandson Ali with him. During the break in seminar at buffet, the
dialogue starts.
Malik saib: Ali! You must
always strive to live true.
Ali: I didn’t
understand, Dadu.
Malik saib: Son, we
have learnt wearing masks. Look at faces, all fabricated appearances.
Ali: But, they
look happy, Dadu. Aren’t their faces shinning with smiles?
Malik saib: The face
is a dangerous destructor of originality, Ali. I know it is hard for you at
this age to introspect this.
Ali: Is it bad
Dadu to wear a smile on one’s face?
Malik saib: No my
child, it is not. But, the face must reflect the truth of smile and the eyes
shouldn’t be cold as ice.
Ali: You know
Dadu; here, today, I feel the same, as I feel at Lal chowk when sometimes Abu
takes me with him to shop. It burdens my heart there. The sounds of these huge
laughs and the cacophony of Lal chowk crowds seem similar.
Malik saib: Ah! My
son, this is the stage of innocence, haunted and perturbed by heinous materialism.
Ali:
Materialism it is. It bleeds peace in us. Isn’t it Dadu?
Malik saib: Right my
child, it does. Beware of it and remember always, Happiness, peace and
originality are in living true.
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