Sit_Rep 06/06/13 00:26:58 GMT
I had been to the city last evening. I left my home at 1900hrs ist and was back after getting my work done in thiruvananthapuram by 2200 hrs ist. Nothing special about it but this time I used public transport and indeed I even walked the first four kilometers to the main road where the buses are more frequent and it was 1940 local time when I reached the enikkara bus stop. And that way it is a sort of record.
I had to get extra copies of some documents to show to a carpenter who has shown interest in making the wood work for my dream house. The whole day I was tied up at home for I did not want to miss the electricity meter reader this time and come back and find an exaggerated bill – any money that goes into their kitty almost never comes back.
It is not that I went on foot in an open challenge to the local gentry – their openly expressed grievance is that as I am moving on my bike most of the time they cannot get hold of me up and manhandle me at kayipadi as they want to.
In fact as I was walking back in the night past ten a big stone was hurled in my direction by one of the gentry; I am not very sure about the intentions of the gentleman. There was a stray dog running in my direction but it could have hit me as well.
And as I was hurrying to enikkara past kayipadi junction at past 7 pm I could see fists being rolled. I am not impressed. I try to avoid an altercation as far as possible but I will stick to my ways.
janabe aaleee, please go ahead and dont worry about the patti (dog) trailing me; it is your dog and will not bite you.
in fact, it is after me looking for a chance to bite me. you just initiate the action and the dog ( it is a rabid dog) will join in.
i wish you all the best.
janabe aaleee, please go ahead and dont worry about the patti (dog) trailing me; it is your dog and will not bite you.
in fact, it is after me looking for a chance to bite me. you just initiate the action and the dog ( it is a rabid dog) will join in.
i wish you all the best.
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ACUTE DEMENTIA
as I had predicted last time it is going to be a period of things disappearing.
The duplicate keys that I have been using for my bike after the first pair was stolen has gone missing – I had driven my bike back and it must have reached my home.
The half GB sd card of my camera had gone missing during last week and I was perforce using my remaining 256 mb card. A couple of days back the 512 mb card came back in its original wrapping into the topmost rack of my godrej almirah . But the 256 mb card had walked out.
So I am again getting an attack of dementia.
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COURTESY CALL
The panchayath member of this area was here along with a local comrade to enquire about my "welfare" – that was on sunday. He said there was a meeting of the grama sabha soon and he was just paying a courtesy call - I am privileged. I produced the normal sounds that is expected when some one comes into your place. The comrades left soon to attend the gramasabha.
The grama sabha I was told was to discuss the strategy to deal with the mosquito born diseases and was held on the terrace of the local big wig. I could see from my compound that the sabha was made of women exclusively.
I wonder what is the strategy decided upon by the honourable grama sabha to get rid of the poor mosquito – get him rounded up by the female volunteers ( valanju pitikkal), stone him to death ?
