Once upon a time 1 rupee had some
value. It was something we were bothered to search and pick up if dropped on the floor by mistake. Here I present you a small incident which was centered on one
rupee coin. 6 years ago in the summer of 2007 I went to my junior college (JSS
Dharwad) to collect my PUC (12th std in Karnataka) marks card. As
usual I was among the very few who go to college after last date and request
principal in every possible way. That day only a couple of us were there, the
other guy was one of my batch-mate whose name I still don’t know. How can I
remember all of my batch-mates by name? There were more than 750 students in
our batch (my roll number was 714), and yes 750!!! That is the scenario in every
junior college in Dharwad, educational center of north Karnataka. But that guy
knew me
“Hi Suryavanshi” he said
I said “hello”
After a small talk I remembered
that I had to make a call so searched my pockets for 1 rupee coin. Mobiles were
not popular among the students during that time; they were only for professionals.
There was no 1 rupee coin in my pockets, instead I found a two rupee coin. I
asked that anonymous batch-mate of mine to give me two 1 rupee coins in
exchange for that coin. He gave me one coin and was still searching for other when
I put that coin in phone box and finished talking for 60 full seconds.
After I finished I asked him for
my other one rupee he said that he doesn't has any other coin. There was no way to get
change for that two rupee coin which we had to share. That was summer vacation so
there were no students in the college and all shops were closed. I decided to
forget my one rupee but what happened next made me remember that one rupee coin
for life.
I said “Return my 1 rupee when we
meet next time, if we don’t meet it’s yours”
“There is no way we can meet next
time, I am moving to Bangalore to study” he said.
(*/ there were no mobile phones
to stay connected/*)
I said “It’s okay, keep that rupee, no problem”
“I can’t do that. it’s your money
I can’t take it, we have to search for change” he said.
“Cool dude, There is no way to
get change. I don’t want 1 rupee keep it” I said.
“I am a man of principles I can’t
take your money”
He was acting crazy. He was not
ready to give me the whole 2 rupees or keep it for himself. He wanted to break
it into two 1 rupees and that was not possible. I tried hard to convince him but
he was not ready to listen. It was a hot summer afternoon, I was in no mood to
stay there and listen to the crap of that crazy man. He was wasting lot of time
on something which was very important according to his principles. I took that
two rupees coin from him and started walking home. I thought that is the best
way to end this.
He stopped me and said “You are
stealing my 1 Rupee and I will remember you as a thief”
WTF! He was calling me thief and
I wanted to punch on his face. I told him to show his wallet “You
have 1 rupee coin but you don’t want to give it”
He showed me his wallet wide open
to prove his innocence. I picked a 10 rupee note from it, he was confused.
I looked in to his eyes and
shouted “You Son of a bitch! If you want to remember me for stealing your money
remember it for 11 rupees not for 1 rupee” and walked away.
Even today I am not able decide
who was right or who was wrong that day.
@Manmohan Ji you reduced value of
1 rupee so much that there are no more fights on 1 rupee and no sentiments
attached to it. We prefer Rs. 1 chocolate given by shopkeeper more than 1 rupee
coin.
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