The incident I am going to write about took place nearly 45 days back. It was a cold and dreary morning in mid February and I was going to prepare my breakfast when my mother called me, worry writ large on her face,saying that Ali bhai, her brother and my mamu, had not reached Safoli from Lucknow even after 24 hours,though the distance between the two is not more than 100 kms. I was not really worried because I knew him well but to show amma that I was trying to locate him I tried to contact him on his mobile but none of my calls were received. Amma grew more worried after he didn’t answer the phone but I tried to assure her that Ali mamu was fine and that he would reach Safoli soon, and before she could say anything more I dashed from her room to the kitchen because I was starving.
Ali mamu had come to lucknow to meet his younger brother, he stayed at his place for two days before leaving for home at 7 in the morning,despite the fact that a light drizzle was falling at that time.When he didn’t reach home our relatives became anxious and tried to reach him on his mobile but he didn’t pick it up ,it turned out that he had locked it in his almirah, something only he could do.
As hours ticked by without any trace of him amma and my khala started panicking imagining the worst, and started making frequent visits to the toilet, worry does this to people,it upsets stomach, I have first hand experience of this. Anyway nobody had lunch. It was decided that before lodging an FIR it would be better to search for him privately.My uncle went to several police stations in Lucknow to informally inquire about any accident about an unknown man,but fortunately no such accident had been reported at any of the police stations that day.My cousin went from one hospital to another ,he even visited the mortuaries just in case but THANK GOD he was not there. It was 6 in the evening when we were going to lodge a missing person FIR when word came that he had been found in Safoli.One of my relatives had spotted him getting a shave at a barber’s shop.
Everyone felt immense relief that finally their ordeal was over.Ali mamu, instead of going to Safoli had gone to Allahabad and Banaras. As expected everyone was furious with him for his irresponsible behavior.My aunt scolded him for not informing any of his family members about his whereabouts ,and amma was beside herself with anger, even I was angry with him as I had skipped my lunch.
Ali mamu, after leaving his brother’s place had gone to Qaiser bagh bus station from where he boarded an Allahabad bound bus .He reached there at 1 pm and visited many historical buildings including Khusroo Dervaza, High Court and Sangam. To reach the point where the three rivers Ganga,Yamuna and Sarasvati are believed to meet Ali mamu hired a boat for 35 Rs ,he also spent 35 Rs more to buy coconut and sweets to be offered at the sangam (the point where three rivers meet) At the sangam tha Panda,the religious priest asked him his name, without batting an eyelid he said Satya Prakash. The panda asked what his gotra was he hurriedly said Agarwal ,which is a caste not a gotra,but still he allowed Ali mamu to offer the coconut and sweets to the Sangam. Mission Allahabad accomplished he hopped onto a bus heading towards Banaras at 9 pm.
The weather was bone chillingly cold when Ali mamu reached the holy city of Banaras at 1 am. He tried to find a room at some hotels but couldn’t get one as all the rooms were occupied. Tired, he headed towards Banaras railway station which was crowded even at midnight. He bought two old newspapers and slept on them till 4 30 am. As he wanted to witness the Kashi Vishwanath temple’s famous morning aarti he reached temple’s premises five minutes earlier and bought a small Mala of flowers and khutiya but a monkey snatched these things from his hand. He met an Austrian couple at the temple who was very impressed with his English and even gave him their email address. I can understand how hilarious it would have been; my mamu talking in English with Austrians. I can not stop laughing at the thought of it. Then he saw the aarti and the famous ghats.He returned to Safoli at 5 pm from dehra express train. And guess what, he travelled without ticket.