Nursery Boy2 mins 195 2 mins 195
It was getting late. Shops were speeding the service, just to get ready to close it for the night. The hawker lady selling garbage bag was yawning, and her friend talking on phone.
He was standing closer to them and away from his cart full of nursery plants. My wife liked the white potted crapper plant (money plant). She went closer it, and he came running. But looks like deal didn't go through as my wife walked towards me.
As we continued our journey, I asked the reason. She said price was high. I enquired how much he asked, and how much she had in mind. She seemed puzzled. Looking at him, I convinced her to go back and said 20-30 Rs. may not make more difference to us, but definitely to him. He is after all a self supported 16-17 year young entrepreneur.
She agreed and decided to buy when we return from our walk. I thought it could be too late. So we turned back, and see what, that lad had started pushing his cart away. We hurried, and eventually had to lower my mask to call out him loudly. He was surprised.
We reached, and I asked the price. He immediately reduced without asking. My wife felt happy. I was happier that both were happy.
I enquired where does he stay, and he started. He had come from Motihari in Bihar, almost 3 years back to earn money. He studied till 9th standard and didn't want to study further. So he came to city of dreams, Mumbai, and landed in this part of city.
Tried many things and then have started this nursery cart. He does a business of Rs. 800 to 1000 on a good day and as per business model he shares 50-60% with his master. Rest his his earning after a long 10-12 hours a day, in hot sunny day on the road. Every passer-by is a hope, an opportunity. He stayed nearby in a space called home, shared by few liked him.
He didn't want to go back to his village and with a big laugh, outrightly rejected my advise of completing his high school certification.
Meanwhile another couple came enquiring about plants, which my wife had already purchased. She was elated to have it now as a trophy of victory. As another family was trying out options, and he was getting busy, I pulled his hand and put little extra money. He got shocked by that and said you already paid. I said it's correct amount. Keep it.
He gave a big smile, and looked like my day was made.