This
place is off Bangalore's most busiest of roads which I must
have traversed thousand of times over past 5 years or so, but I failed
to notice it ever before . Till one day when I was driving past
the Whitefield road , looking for some small motor garage, to fix the
rear view mirror of my car , I just SAW it and it looked as if it
appeared out of the blue just for me & my car. I stopped a few
meters away from it on the road and was drawn into the shaded garage as
if this was THE place which my car needed .
As
I entered I saw a young mechanic in his maroon overalls bending over
an old car's bonnet and looked up instantly even before I approached him
for help. He had the most friendly smile which is generally not adorned
by very professional motor mechanics these days..It resembled the
smile of Sharma Ji , my father's scooter mechanic in Durgapur . ( who I
always felt ,was more of a consultant on scooters than a mechanic )
The
place had the same aura as his smile . It was spaced out so
well...Coconut trees formed a canopy above and the trunks marked the
parking stations. The boys working , were relaxed , friendly and swift.
There was a small settee which they had prepared out of an old broken
down bus seat and they all laughed when I asked them apprehensively
whether it would be safe to sit on it ! That laughter was so free ..so
sure..so warm..it assured me of many things . And as I sat on the seat
while they brought my car (which I had left on the road side ) to the
garage and started to fix the problem, I looked around at leisure.
There
were rows of tall, shady, fully laden coconut trees sprawled in the
back ground of the garage. Cool, light wind made whistling sounds as it
blew past the trees and brought along a smell of a rural and earthy
feeling of deep solace. It carried the message of peaceful calm, amongst
the loud blaring noises of cars & their non stop honking on the
road. As I looked across the coconut field time stopped, the chaos
stopped, the noise stopped & so did the chatter..Just behind the
garage there was a small cluster of houses with thatched roof and from
it emerged a young toddler playing gleefully whose hands held a few
leaves and the dress showed traces of mud and water. Soft comforting
voice of a mother who was most probably both cooking and keeping an eye
on the child, was emanating from the inside of the house. The child
looked pretty comfortable and relaxed in its CORPORitual environment..it
was so calming and beautiful to see the child play amidst such secure
& natural environment. The garage which serviced old cars in the
foreground served the CORPORATE part of the child's logical growth and
the nature which was the playground & the school of learning too,
served the Spiritual space for the child's creative growth . It looked
the balanced CORPORitual environment required for every child
everywhere. The warm, friendly & efficient Car mechanic as his
father and the soft & soothing Mother who was cooking happily inside
gave me deep sense of peace and I left very relaxed & happy with
a repaired rear view mirror of my car..
I
thanked them a couple of times and made up my mind to recommend that
motor garage to all and sundry ..or at least to people who I think need a
few moments of soul relaxation both for their cars and themselves too .
I am sure it will be a unique getaway into a world of pure peace and
refreshment.... the CORPORitual way !
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