Bombay Meri jaan….It was my regular train journey home from work. I boarded the 18:50 pm Local train from Churchgate. When the train was about to leave Marine Lines, a samosa vendor with an empty basket got on and took the seat next to me.
As the compartment was sparsely occupied and my destination was still far away, I got into a conversation with him.
Me: “Seems like you’ve sold all your samosas today.“
Vendor (smiling): “Yes. By God’s grace, full sales today.“
Me: “I really feel sorry for you people. Don’t you get tired doing
This tiresome job the whole day?“
Vendor: “What to do, sir? Only by selling samosas like this every day do
We get a commission of 75 paise for each samosa that we sell.“
Me: “Oh, is that so? How many samosas do you sell on an average each day?“
Vendor: “On peak days, we sell 4,000 to 5,000 samosas per day. On an average, we sell about 3,000 samosas a day.“
I was speechless…..for a few seconds. The guy says he sells 3,000 samosas a day; at 75 paise each, he makes about 2,000 rupees daily, or 60,000 rupees a month. That’s Rs. 60,000 a month. OMG. I intensified my questioning and this time it was not for time pass.
Me: “Do you make the samosas yourself?”
Vendor: “No Sir. we gets the samosas through a samosa manufacturer and we just sell them. After selling we give him the money. And he gives us 75 paise for each samosa that we sell.“
I was unable to speak a single word more but the vendor continued… “But one thing…most of our earnings are spent on living expenses. Only with the remaining money are we able to take care of other business.”
Me: “Other business? What is that?”
Vendor: “It is a land business. In 2007 I bought 1.5 acres in Palghar for 10 lakh rupees and I sold it a few months back for 60 lakhs. Now I have bought land in Umroli for 20 lakh rupees.”
Me: “What did you do with the remaining amount?
Vendor: “Of the remaining amount, I have set aside 20 lakhs for my daughter’s wedding.
I have deposited the other 20 lakhs in the bank.”
Me: “How much schooling have you had?”
Vendor: “I studied up to third standard; I stopped my studies when I was in the 4th standard.
But I know how to read and write. Sir, there are many people like yourself, Who dress well, wear a tie, wear shoes, Speak English fluently and work in air-conditioned rooms. But I don’t think you guys earn as much as we do wearing dirty clothes and selling samosas.“
At this point, what could I reply. After all, I was talking to a Millionaire! The train chugged into Khar station and the samosa vendor got up from his seat.
Vendor: “Sir, this is my station…have a good day.“
Me: “Take care.“
Welcome to the real world .
Big House : Small Family
More Degrees : Less Common Sense
Advanced Medicine : Poor Health
Touched Moon : Neighbors Unknown
High Income : Less peace of Mind
High IQ : Less Emotions
Good Knowledge : Less Wisdom
Number of affairs : No true love
Lot of friends on Facebook : No best friend
More alcohol : Less water
Lots of Human : Less Humanity
Costly Watches : But No Time
By: Wilson Battu