Facts and Fiction, P U Krishnan

In the Same Boat

The gentle tik-tik sound came from one of the small holes on the green-clad muddy wall around that new hotel. There were a few school children who too were curious about the origin of this strange sound. Just then a couple of sparrows landed on the muddy wall, close to one of the holes, one of the school children appeared to be very excited when he shouted, “Here they are… They are new-born sparrows… just as big as a honey-bee…”

I too saw those ‘new-born’ sparrows and was as much excited as the kids…. But that guy was standing on the road ahead. Maybe he was waiting for me; but why?, I asked myself. He was just an acquaintance whom I used to meet once in a while when I take this route during my evening walks. Of course, both of us were living in the same area, two decades ago but I don’t remember anything more about him. But, it seemed he remembered those days. Anyway, whenever we meet each other these days, we just wish each other with a smile. I have racked my brains to find out who he was but I have had no clues….. Anyway, he seemed to be waiting for me. As usual we exchanged greetings and I was about to move when he said, “Sir, I am sorry to ask this…Your face is very familiar to me but I don’t remember anything else… Were you staying somewhere near that Girl’s school? …may be some 20 to 25 years ago…” I burst into laughter and told him, “I am also in the same boat…” We kept on asking several questions and finally I came out with a “Now I remember”. One thing was certain; we were just acquaintance even in those days.

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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