I'd got up earlier than the alarm at 4 and went about my usual morning chores. Lekha, meanwhile, was busy preparing the morning coffee and breakfast of steaming idlis along with the coconut chutney. She used banana leaves, made soft, by warming them over the burner to pack the breakfast for the three of them. They had bathed much against their last night's decision of having it only after completion of the journey. We left soon after and by the time we'd reached the railway station, the queue was yet to form up and so, buying the tickets was easy.
We took the path through the first platform which was augmented with a concrete pathway, at ground level, cutting across the railway tracks of the station, went to the other extremity and finally, cut back on to the third platform in front of the train parked, ready for departure. Today, the driver seemed to be an uncouth fellow, in that, he'd parked the train ahead of its parking point, cutting off the thoroughfare. Wonder what his intentions were but I saw many passengers finding it difficult to negotiate the stones that supported the tracks. Damn mean of the blighter!
Saw the train receding from sight and returned home without much ado. I'd gone to town around a half past 10 to do certain pending jobs before our trip tomorrow like the bank work, picking up a telephone instrument, securing my right bridge at the dentist's - he wouldn't take a penny for his efforts, saying that I was his favourite patient, damn sweet of him - and top up the Chevy and check the tyre pressure. Selvam, the gentleman who came for pressing the clothes once every week, was half way through his work when I drove in. I could see the pride in his eyes when I'd queried him about his son.
The newspaper boy had to be told that he shouldn't put the newspapers from tomorrow morning - I'd seen him this morning but had forgotten to tell him then......forgetfulness is taking its toll, huh! The house had to be shut down ensuring that no window/door was left open. The walk was nice and from Gopan and Oomeer at the medical shop, came to know that the condition of the highway through Kodungalloor had potholes . The other highway, through Thrissur, has the Janaraksha yatra of the BJP passing through Chalakkudy tomorrow morning.......will have to cross that stretch before 8 o'clock!
Tailpiece.
It's gonna be a long day tomorrow.
We took the path through the first platform which was augmented with a concrete pathway, at ground level, cutting across the railway tracks of the station, went to the other extremity and finally, cut back on to the third platform in front of the train parked, ready for departure. Today, the driver seemed to be an uncouth fellow, in that, he'd parked the train ahead of its parking point, cutting off the thoroughfare. Wonder what his intentions were but I saw many passengers finding it difficult to negotiate the stones that supported the tracks. Damn mean of the blighter!
Saw the train receding from sight and returned home without much ado. I'd gone to town around a half past 10 to do certain pending jobs before our trip tomorrow like the bank work, picking up a telephone instrument, securing my right bridge at the dentist's - he wouldn't take a penny for his efforts, saying that I was his favourite patient, damn sweet of him - and top up the Chevy and check the tyre pressure. Selvam, the gentleman who came for pressing the clothes once every week, was half way through his work when I drove in. I could see the pride in his eyes when I'd queried him about his son.
The newspaper boy had to be told that he shouldn't put the newspapers from tomorrow morning - I'd seen him this morning but had forgotten to tell him then......forgetfulness is taking its toll, huh! The house had to be shut down ensuring that no window/door was left open. The walk was nice and from Gopan and Oomeer at the medical shop, came to know that the condition of the highway through Kodungalloor had potholes . The other highway, through Thrissur, has the Janaraksha yatra of the BJP passing through Chalakkudy tomorrow morning.......will have to cross that stretch before 8 o'clock!
Tailpiece.
It's gonna be a long day tomorrow.
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