Vidhatri's Oasis
Tuesday, May 31, 2005
Silent Knock
“Hi! This is your very own VJ Vishal and you’re watching me in your favorite program Dedicate. So, what are you waiting for? Just call me and dedicate a song to your loved ones. Now, let’s take the first caller of the show. Helloooooooo …. Welcome to Dedicate. Who’s this? ….. Hello…. Sorry I am unable to hear you… can u please reduce your TV volume… Helloooo…. Helllloooooo….. Hummmm.. Seems like the line got cut. So, what we will do is dedicate a song for this caller who couldn’t reach us … Enjoy”. This was one thing I didn’t like when I take calls. Why can’t people reduce their TV volume when they call the show? I know it’s great to hear your own voice on TV while you speak, but that was annoying. Let me see who called. I looked at the caller id display. It read 9845150283.Okay. Wait a second that has my birthday date in it 15th Feb 1983. “Mr. or Ms Caller, please don’t spoil your call which has my birthday date as a part of your number”, I screamed in silence. “Vishal, next caller on line .Action! “.
Talking to different people, of different characters by being total strangers to each other was something I enjoyed thoroughly and that was the reason which pulled me into this profession of Video Jockey. People dedicate songs to their parents, friends, girlfriends, boyfriends and me too. I just can’t stop smiling when girls who call up and say “Oh! Vishal you’re so cute. I like you a lot”, because my cameraman, director and spot boys standing behind the camera would be giving me a sarcastic smile.
“Hellooo...This is Vishal…It’s great to have you in my show Dedicate. Can I know whom I am talking to? Hellooo… hello…..A humble request can you please reduce the volume, I am unable to hear. Hello… Helloo…..”Cut!! These callers, for God’s sake reduce the volume. “Sad, we weren’t able to speak to the caller. So, not to disappoint the caller, we will play a song for this caller. This song goes right away for you .Have fun!!”, I told wearing a fake smile. With the earphones, stuck to my ears it’s very irritating to hear my own voice echoing back when people who call don’t reduce their volume. I gave a glance on the number. 9845150283. That carries my birthday date. Hold on!!! This is the same number who called last time and didn’t speak a word. Why can’t this guy speak out?
Hundreds of callers, innumerable dedications, and amazing compliments were on my way as I kept hosting the show day after day. I came across really different people. Some really sweet, some trying to be over smart and few just don’t speak. Among them was this person, who had my one and only birthday date as a part of his mobile number and never spoke .Was he/she trying to play any kind of pranks on me , by making sure he/she calls the show at least once a month and don’t speak at all. Some people just don’t change!!!
“Let’s take our next caller, Heeellloooooo…. This is Vishal on your favorite program Dedicate. Who’s this? “. I could hear my own voice echoing back to me. God save me! “Kindly please reduce your volume. I am unable to hear you “. But no, that person seems to bring his phone even more nearer to his TV. ”There is some problem in the line, so we are unable to take the person’s call. But, I since this caller couldn’t reach us, I will dedicate this beautiful song for this caller. This is just for you.” I removed the earplug from my ears and stood their fuming. This person was bent upon making me deaf today. Don’t tell me this is the same guy with my special number. I promptly looked at the caller id display. Same number! This person was really testing my patience. Every month this person called me minimum once and with lots of care keeps the receiver near the TV without speaking any word. I decided to put an end to this today.
“Hello!” I said, calling the same number that carried my birthday date. ”Hello”, I heard a response from the other end in a lady’s voice. So, a girl was playing all these pranks. This was craziness and I had to put a full stop. “Hi! This is Vishal. I am the VJ for the program Dedicate. I keep getting calls often from this number. Can I know whom I am speaking to and why you never talk to me when you call my show?” I tried my level best to sound pleasing as it was tough because I was totally irritated with her behavior all these months. “Oh! Vishal!!! Is that you? Wow it’s great to speak to you .It’s a pleasant surprise. I just love your program .Your doing a great job”, the lady replied. I know I am doing a good job, but she still didn’t tell me who she was and why she is been calling me always. But, she sounded old. She didn’t sound like a girl, but a lady, say in her late 30s. But, whoever it was didn’t bother me as I wanted to know why the lady is irritating me. “Thanks a lot Ma’am, for your compliment. I got your number from the caller id display and guess what; coincidently my birthday date 15-02-83 is the last six digits of your mobile number. I would always look at the number displayed after you cut the call without speaking. I would have loved to talk to you whenever you called me. But, why didn’t you ever speak?”
“Thank you Ma’am”, I told her and disconnected the call. I looked outside the window at the sky as tears rolled down my cheeks. The lady’s voice was still ringing in my ears, as I kept gazing at the sky and squeezing the curtains of the window. ”Sorry, Vishal. I know the calls would have been very annoying. But he, my eight year old son, had no other choice. My son was the one who called you and never spoke, because he can’t speak. He is dumb from birth. …. But , I have to tell you, that even though he never spoke when he called your show , you always made sure you dedicated a song saying “not to disappoint the caller who tried now“ . This made him so happy, as if he himself had spoken with his own voice. Thanks a lot; because your few seconds of patience to put up with the call, gave days of happiness to my son who can never hear his own voice. Thanks for being his voice of happiness”. These words went on and on in my thoughts. As I kept looking at the sky , I wanted to scream at the top of my voice and say “Thank you, God !, for letting me be the reason for bringing smiles in somebody’s life whom I have never seen, never had a conversation with and never will. But, still unknowingly you made my few seconds of patience and words shower on him never ending happiness. The kid, for no fault of his, had to live a life in which he would never know how his words would sound, but still found happiness hearing others voice. Thank you so much for making me his voiceless voice”. I wept as I kept gazing at the sky, because during our monologue, the kid’s “silence knocked” on the tiny window of my heart to make me realize that even though I kept the huge doors of my heart open for all the happiness true or false to come in and go out, the small gestures of happiness given or found is enough to fill you with eternal bliss.
“Hi, this is Vishal, your VJ. Welcome to the brand new episode of Dedicate. Today before I start taking calls, I would like to dedicate this beautiful song to my friend who made me find pleasures in simple things, to my friend who taught me to give happiness through small gestures, to my friend who has my birthday date as a part of his mobile number. Hey friend, you have left your presence embossed in my heart with your Silent Knock!!!”
Talking to different people, of different characters by being total strangers to each other was something I enjoyed thoroughly and that was the reason which pulled me into this profession of Video Jockey. People dedicate songs to their parents, friends, girlfriends, boyfriends and me too. I just can’t stop smiling when girls who call up and say “Oh! Vishal you’re so cute. I like you a lot”, because my cameraman, director and spot boys standing behind the camera would be giving me a sarcastic smile.
“Hellooo...This is Vishal…It’s great to have you in my show Dedicate. Can I know whom I am talking to? Hellooo… hello…..A humble request can you please reduce the volume, I am unable to hear. Hello… Helloo…..”Cut!! These callers, for God’s sake reduce the volume. “Sad, we weren’t able to speak to the caller. So, not to disappoint the caller, we will play a song for this caller. This song goes right away for you .Have fun!!”, I told wearing a fake smile. With the earphones, stuck to my ears it’s very irritating to hear my own voice echoing back when people who call don’t reduce their volume. I gave a glance on the number. 9845150283. That carries my birthday date. Hold on!!! This is the same number who called last time and didn’t speak a word. Why can’t this guy speak out?
Hundreds of callers, innumerable dedications, and amazing compliments were on my way as I kept hosting the show day after day. I came across really different people. Some really sweet, some trying to be over smart and few just don’t speak. Among them was this person, who had my one and only birthday date as a part of his mobile number and never spoke .Was he/she trying to play any kind of pranks on me , by making sure he/she calls the show at least once a month and don’t speak at all. Some people just don’t change!!!
“Let’s take our next caller, Heeellloooooo…. This is Vishal on your favorite program Dedicate. Who’s this? “. I could hear my own voice echoing back to me. God save me! “Kindly please reduce your volume. I am unable to hear you “. But no, that person seems to bring his phone even more nearer to his TV. ”There is some problem in the line, so we are unable to take the person’s call. But, I since this caller couldn’t reach us, I will dedicate this beautiful song for this caller. This is just for you.” I removed the earplug from my ears and stood their fuming. This person was bent upon making me deaf today. Don’t tell me this is the same guy with my special number. I promptly looked at the caller id display. Same number! This person was really testing my patience. Every month this person called me minimum once and with lots of care keeps the receiver near the TV without speaking any word. I decided to put an end to this today.
“Hello!” I said, calling the same number that carried my birthday date. ”Hello”, I heard a response from the other end in a lady’s voice. So, a girl was playing all these pranks. This was craziness and I had to put a full stop. “Hi! This is Vishal. I am the VJ for the program Dedicate. I keep getting calls often from this number. Can I know whom I am speaking to and why you never talk to me when you call my show?” I tried my level best to sound pleasing as it was tough because I was totally irritated with her behavior all these months. “Oh! Vishal!!! Is that you? Wow it’s great to speak to you .It’s a pleasant surprise. I just love your program .Your doing a great job”, the lady replied. I know I am doing a good job, but she still didn’t tell me who she was and why she is been calling me always. But, she sounded old. She didn’t sound like a girl, but a lady, say in her late 30s. But, whoever it was didn’t bother me as I wanted to know why the lady is irritating me. “Thanks a lot Ma’am, for your compliment. I got your number from the caller id display and guess what; coincidently my birthday date 15-02-83 is the last six digits of your mobile number. I would always look at the number displayed after you cut the call without speaking. I would have loved to talk to you whenever you called me. But, why didn’t you ever speak?”
“Thank you Ma’am”, I told her and disconnected the call. I looked outside the window at the sky as tears rolled down my cheeks. The lady’s voice was still ringing in my ears, as I kept gazing at the sky and squeezing the curtains of the window. ”Sorry, Vishal. I know the calls would have been very annoying. But he, my eight year old son, had no other choice. My son was the one who called you and never spoke, because he can’t speak. He is dumb from birth. …. But , I have to tell you, that even though he never spoke when he called your show , you always made sure you dedicated a song saying “not to disappoint the caller who tried now“ . This made him so happy, as if he himself had spoken with his own voice. Thanks a lot; because your few seconds of patience to put up with the call, gave days of happiness to my son who can never hear his own voice. Thanks for being his voice of happiness”. These words went on and on in my thoughts. As I kept looking at the sky , I wanted to scream at the top of my voice and say “Thank you, God !, for letting me be the reason for bringing smiles in somebody’s life whom I have never seen, never had a conversation with and never will. But, still unknowingly you made my few seconds of patience and words shower on him never ending happiness. The kid, for no fault of his, had to live a life in which he would never know how his words would sound, but still found happiness hearing others voice. Thank you so much for making me his voiceless voice”. I wept as I kept gazing at the sky, because during our monologue, the kid’s “silence knocked” on the tiny window of my heart to make me realize that even though I kept the huge doors of my heart open for all the happiness true or false to come in and go out, the small gestures of happiness given or found is enough to fill you with eternal bliss.
“Hi, this is Vishal, your VJ. Welcome to the brand new episode of Dedicate. Today before I start taking calls, I would like to dedicate this beautiful song to my friend who made me find pleasures in simple things, to my friend who taught me to give happiness through small gestures, to my friend who has my birthday date as a part of his mobile number. Hey friend, you have left your presence embossed in my heart with your Silent Knock!!!”
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