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No place for trees or birds!

The ideal couple were at it again! It was a lovely evening at the fag end of summer in Ooty, and we were on our way to the Elkhill road, our destination that evening. The purpose of the visit was to let them have a panoramic view of the Ooty town, the race course etc. The lady was way ahead of us while her husband was chatting with us… mostly about their previous visit to Ooty. “Rohan, come here, quick”. Rohan dashed towards that spot, camera in hand. “Seems Saro has spotted something”.

“What else? It must be the sunset”, I told myself. Before Rohan could find an ideal spot to capture the sunset, we were there. Saro was getting impatient, “Oh Rohan, focus on the sun alone—not those dull hills and birds”.

“Made for each other!” I said to myself. Last time they had their difference of opinion but in four years they have become the birds of the same feather.

Last time when they visited us, they were on a sight-seeing spree and it seemed they carried a list of tourist spots with them. So, they were busy from morning till evening. Botanical garden in the morning and Doddabetta in the evening or Deer Park in the morning and Boat house in the evening [sh… their main agenda was shopping].

During our visit to the Boat house with them last time, we hired a four-seater for boating. Saro wanted to take a few snaps of her hubby in various poses but she took her time to click. Maybe she wants trees and other natural beauties as background for the photos. “Oh Saro, don’t click now…only the trees will be prominent… no trees please…” said Rohan.

Saro who seemed to have some aesthetic sense in those days has now become a true copy of Rohan, especially when she wanted to “focus on the sun alone”. Wonderful metamorphosis indeed!

Author: P U Krishnan

First things first. I am one of those retired chaps who are young at heart. I watch cricket matches and jump for joy when Tendulkar scores yet another century. I read newspapers and books too, though I am not crazy about them. I think I have a mind free from hatred and I owe it to the wonders of nature and music. I scribble something now and then and call myself a writer! Though I have settled in Ooty, a lovely hill station in Tamil Nadu—I must emphasize the fact that I was born and brought up in Tellicherry in North Kerala and studied in the good old Government Brennen College. Of and on, my mind goes back to my ancestral house at Tiruvangad in Tellicherry in front of an ancient Sri Ram temple. I am indebted to this wonderful place which inculcated in me a love for cricket and literature. But all said and done, I am an Indian first.

4 Comments

  1. Very nice post. I just stumbled upon your blog and wished to say that I’ve really enjoyed browsing your blog posts. In any case I’ll be subscribing to your rss feed and I hope you write again very soon!

  2. Pathetic indeed to see how we are fast losing our sense of appreciation. Photos in a variety of poses can be taken at home 🙂 No need to travel to Ooty for this, and leave out all those beautiful trees and mountains from the photos!

    This is my first visit to your blog. Found the blog through Indiablogger. I like the variety of posts and the interesting real life incidents 🙂

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