Evening walks ought to be a leisurely affair, free from the hum and bustle of the town. Last evening, I was moving along my favourite route, listening to the songs of those naughty birds and the music of the wind. It was cloudy and somewhat dark and the possibility of a rain was bright. Of course, summer showers are welcome but not when you are on the road. So, it was time to say ‘About turn … forward march’. But, just when I was responding to my own ‘order’, I saw that chap. I would just smile and say “Hi” and move on, I decided. But that chap could not recognize me when I smiled. It seemed he was under the influence of alcohol and I could hear him blabbering something.
He was not my friend or acquaintance… Just a stranger whom I happened to meet at the Ooty Bus stand in the afternoon while I was returning home. In fact, it was he who introduced himself and gathered some information like the distance to the Boathouse, the garden etc. He also told me that he was from Chennai and the purpose of his visit was to find out some ideal locations for a Tamil movie. Of course, he looked like some one attached to the film industry. Tall and handsome, he was well educated too.
Just when I was wondering what had happened to this fellow, I heard him shouting, “Sorry sir, Sorry sir, I came here to see my lover… She is also from Chennai… but that bitch…” I could guess what he was driving at, and off I went!