HMV

With a smile and head bowed in reverence, he does his daily duties. He cooks food, cleans the house, runs errands, washes clothes, looks after guests, carries shopping bags and suitcases, washes cars, and attends incoming phone calls. He empties the trash into the huge bin across the street. He carries the washed clothes to the laundry and picks them up when due. And then again he cooks food, serves dinner, etc.

Is he fatigued by doing all this? Maybe no. Because whenever the doorbell rings, he runs to open the door.

He carries a cell-phone in his pocket. He gets many calls. A caller gives him work and tells him how to do it. Later, the caller calls up again to ask if the work has been done.

Daily, he changes his caller tune. Daily, he changes his ring tones. But the calls keep on coming and so does the work. So, he unwinds by listening to some loud music.

A tryst with poverty brought him and his 100 thousand siblings to our big cities.

From far-away home town where he speaks a different voice to a place where it’s only His Master’s Voice. Listen to the music while it lasts.