Do you get it?

“It’s that guy”.  “Sh…, he is looking at us”,  “No buddy; he is looking at those pinkies… when no one else is there, they think they are the most charming flowers”.  “Forget that chap and those seasonal flowers… what shall we have for supper?”  The elderly bird put an end to gossips and they settled down the pre-supper devotional songs.  With their limited vocabulary they could communicate freely, no matter whether we could make anything  out of it or not.  Any way,  I could understand their language!

It was a glorious evening and I was on the look out for the right spot from where I can watch the setting sun and the multi coloured sky.  But, the serene and calm spot chosen by me suffered a set back when some youngsters from a construction site appeared suddenly.  One of them sang a familiar hit song while the rest danced.  It was a folk song on money and its power.  They must have received their weekly wages  that evening!  I guessed.

Indeed I missed the sun set but had some fun instead.

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.

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