Thursday, June 26, 2014

Back to Thiruvananthapuram.

After securing the ancestral house, we'd set off for Thiruvananthapuram on the last leg of our trip. The weather was warm and sunny and we'd reached Indira kunjamma's house by lunch time. The spread that that she's offered was amazing and delicious as usual. And then a couple of hours were spent at the Foundation to take in the feedback and thank the team that had made it all possible. To clear the doubt in everyone's mind, I'd accepted the faux pas on the day of the 'Vaayana dinam' by calling upon Devabala, a class VIII student of a school in the city to deliver her experiences on reading a book before asking the guest, who'd been invited, to deliver the keynote address.

That the li'l girl rambled on, without crowd support and had far exceeded the time allotted to her didn't help. Moreover, the guests on the dais left soon after their scheduled speeches further made matters worse.

I'd a visit to the 'toothy' for the unfinished work before heading back home.

Achu's angst.

My nephew, Achu, told me the story of his friend who'd taken his life last week. The lad had displayed suicidal tendencies when he was studying with my nephew at the engineering college. And around the third academic year, his parents had been asked to take their son home for medical management. Two years later, the tragedy had taken place. I sincerely wish that his tortured soul has found peace in eternity and here's wishing that his family is able to tide over these difficult times at the earliest.

Achu's going to meet his parents at Bangalore, this weekend, to offer his condolences. He's taken it hard.


Tailpiece.

As I punch in these thoughts, Kripashankar, another nephew of mine is beside me trying to make sense out of the whole thing.

  

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