Sooner the boy came upstairs, and both were more than twenty years, slightly well built, masculine, wearing T shirts and jeans. More or less they resembled like the students of not very reputed management schools. But I am telling you frankly that was something I least want to know. My only concern was to know what they were doing by carrying a long stick and driving the Zen car slowly.
Sandip blinked up and looked into my eyes and said, you please keep quiet, if you really want to know the twist in the tale. Sooner I looked around and found the two white pigeons curled up on the brick wall. Pigeons were neat, well fed up and look like they are getting some fun in this activity. The younger boy did not notice me and kept himself busy just bringing the Pigeons down.
However the more he tried to climb upon the wall, the pigeons even climbed further. Sandip told me that both the boys belong to very reputed family, classic Delhi riches. They have plenty to eat and they have the too much money to spend in this life. Their parents were the farmers, normal farmers, working day and night and able to get enough grain to live up their life. Suddenly in the early nineties, just after globalization, the new companies, call centers and other capital groups opened their offices and Factories, that required land, and then the real estate business boomed up, property prices shoots up unexpectedly, and unimaginably . All this operations required man power, from a daily wage laborer to call centre employees to pretty girls selling the costumes and cosmetics. Money lenders, builders started hovering around the farmers to grab their lands, by luring them the money they have never ever dream. Sooner the outskirt of city was filled up with mushrooming call centers, BPO units and shopping malls or supermarkets. Meanwhile apart from all these things land was still very expensive, and someone who holds the land was genuinely rich.
Sandip added “Most of these farmers were not very educated, they were lured by the offer made by builders or investors and no doubt they got good money also. But as they were not educated, so to plan the money and to invest it further was real difficulty.
I asked him how this story of farmers, investors, and Globalization relates with the two young boys carrying a stick and trying to catch the pigeons. Sandip said “ wait I am coming on that point, these boys are doing , what they can do best, means doing nothing……………………………
(end in part 3)
