Santosh, our milk vendor, had always wanted to set up a bakery stall within the premises of our residential area and he'd expressed his desire from day 'one' that he'd met me. Though the youngster is sincere and methodical, I was apprehensive about his success on one count. The only language that he's comfortable with is Malayalam while most of the residents usually use either English or Hindi. The net result(as I thought) would be that, more often than not, he'd have to resort to sign language that might result in unwanted situations and he'd end up being a loser! Communication is essential to run a thriving business, you see!
Anyways, today he'd fixed up the inauguration of his stall in a common room of one of the blocks and insisted upon my inaugurating it. Actually, over the past week he was insistent and I avoided swallowing the bait and told him that I was a Jonah of sorts and that his business was doomed to fail if I were to inaugurate it. But egged on by certain committee members, I was ultimately beaten to submission.
The red tape was cut at 1431 h, this afternoon, with much fanfare and with your's truly thrust into the limelight. I've this funny quality on such occasions - words fail me, I fluff the punchlines and generally, am left grinning, from ear to ear, like an underdeveloped idiot. This afternoon was no exception and I went through the motions like a zombie.
Here's wishing that Santosh thrives in his venture!
PS.
RN and Rajni Parmar came calling this evening, alongwith their children. They're on a tour of Kochi and the Lakshadweep Islands and had kept the evening for being with us - damn sweet of them. RN and me were in a car pool, while commuting to work during my stint at Delhi and we've had a long association.
It's a nostalgic journey down memory lane!
Anyways, today he'd fixed up the inauguration of his stall in a common room of one of the blocks and insisted upon my inaugurating it. Actually, over the past week he was insistent and I avoided swallowing the bait and told him that I was a Jonah of sorts and that his business was doomed to fail if I were to inaugurate it. But egged on by certain committee members, I was ultimately beaten to submission.
The red tape was cut at 1431 h, this afternoon, with much fanfare and with your's truly thrust into the limelight. I've this funny quality on such occasions - words fail me, I fluff the punchlines and generally, am left grinning, from ear to ear, like an underdeveloped idiot. This afternoon was no exception and I went through the motions like a zombie.
Here's wishing that Santosh thrives in his venture!
PS.
RN and Rajni Parmar came calling this evening, alongwith their children. They're on a tour of Kochi and the Lakshadweep Islands and had kept the evening for being with us - damn sweet of them. RN and me were in a car pool, while commuting to work during my stint at Delhi and we've had a long association.
It's a nostalgic journey down memory lane!
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