I had an interesting encounter today with a university fellow of mine, whom I had gotten to know when I went with a group he had arranged to volunteer for flood relief in an Army base. I got a message from him, asking me to go to the Governor House this evening- for packing, he said.
Curious, I asked, what they were going to pack.
“Gifts”, he told me.
I was confused, “gifts for whom? The Governor?”. He told me that they would be Eid gifts from the Governor, for the flood affected children.
I told him I couldn’t come, and added when the government is failing to provide proper food, how could they think that giving ‘gifts’ would be a good idea?
In reply I got a tirade, telling me to go and feed the people myslef. I should sell my cell phone, he said, and buy a couple of kilos of chanaas
with it- and donate it.
I asked him when he plans to sell his own cell phone. “Why should I sell my cell phone?”, was his response.
“Since you have asked me to sell mine, I thought you would be doing the same. Simple”, I told him.
He said that I should do it, since I was the one who gave criticism.
He was right, I smiled and gave in. But he wasn’t satisfied. When I didn’t respond, he continued to lecture me with “see, how easy it is to criticise others?”, and such.
I said, “yes, you are right. It is very easy to criticise others, you are doing it yourself!”
He changed the subject.