One very interesting person who used to deliver my newspapers was this old man from UP. he would come to my house last, after he finished all the deliveries and have a cup of chai. My mom is famed for adrak chai’s and she used to make plenty of it.

Well, over the chai , which he meticulously poured into a saucer before noisily slurping from it, he would start a discourse on the Gita. Or the Ramayana. His knowledge of the scriptures was purely attained by attending discourses and what he had heard from his elders.

Sometimes, he would ask my mother to tell him about the day’s events.

He was illiterate. However, he was the most intelligent person I have ever met.

Here is a small sketch which I made of him years ago…