yes it has – much water has…you know what.
of late i’ve begun to think that my family, apart from the inmates of
our house, are the dhobi, the postman/postwoman, the milkman, the medical store
guy, the grocery chap, the cleaner – are all part of the family.
i noticed that the dhobi had had a haircut yesterday, strangely making him look kinda
older. i turned my head and saw the milkman coming on his second morning round, and
noticed he had dyed his hair a nice deep black. well, couldn’t keep my big mouth shut – so
i asked both of them individually about the hair treatment. and they were both sweet about
i remember long ago….a very long ago…like back in school, i’d take the bus everyday for a few
months, because my friends traveled in it. then we could all get off together and walk the remaining distance to school. now i’d see the same faces at the bus stop everyday. if one were missing, i’d worry to death about it. and only feel at peace if i saw the person again.
now…hundreds of years later (it seems like), i drop my son to school and pick up him again after school. there’s a fruit cart – you know – the one that serves fruit salads and things. well – i call him the papaya guy coz i mostly bought papaya from him on the days i was too lazy to skin it, cut it and eat it. i mean, this guy did such a good job of it at a decent price – i became quite friendly. then, this guy went missing for a month. gosh, i asked every other vendor in the area. yes, am very friendly with the guy who sells export surplus by the roadside, the beggar for whom i invariably have some food, the sugarcane juice wala – none seemed to know what happened. sigh.
then, as i stopped by the export clothes guy a few days later, i again asked him what happened to mr papaya. to my tremendous relief, he said he had shifted his cart to the mosque for the Ramadan month. phew! i tell u, i almost burst into tears of joy. so when the dude came back to original base, i affectionately scolded him and well – i grin at all these guys as i pass them.
strange eh? and yeah, i’ve been wanting to take a photo with that beggar i carry food for.