Philosophy, Short Stories, Vancouver

A brief encounter with the past!

A thing of beauty is a joy forever. By the wink of an eye, you leave behind the huge city and find yourself in the park which looks more like a wild forest than a well-trimmed city park. It is trees, trees and trees all the way with the black squirrels running criss-cross…may be in anticipation of some eatables from the visitors!

As you settle down in some corner of the ‘forest’, you let your mind go back in time and land itself in a strange world occupied by our ancestors who were preparing themselves to keep a safe distance from wild animals.

But, even as you try to imagine how our ancestors would have tried to separate themselves from the wild animals you hear the sound of an aeroplane moving across the sky and you wake up to reality, grumbling “far away and long ago!”

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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