Mood, Ooty, seasons

Those Mocking Birds!

The possibility of a summer shower in the evening was very much there and the people in this hill station were eagerly waiting for it but the unexpected wind blew away the dark clouds and the setting sun appeared with a naughty smile; prompting me to go out for the routine evening walk.

And , just when I was about to start, it became dark again and I was in a To be or not-to -be situation but I decided to take a quick walk and when I was half -way through, those small birds flew in from no where, saying “Fifty-fifty”.  I looked up and said, “ok” I’ll move on … Are you sure it will be 50-50? but they seemed to make fun of me by offering something I don’t like—-“Rain, Rain”.

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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