THE CROWD PULLER...[CONTINUATION]..[1]...TVK
"News spread like fire that the juggler was dead. People who he
had entertained for the last few months were rushing to the
police station for the last ‘darshan’. Would they perform his last
rites too?
ODE TO THE GREAT CROWD PULLER."
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I have closed the magazine slowly...thinking about this story...
What this writer wants to convey..? This man appears from
nowhere and disappear to nowhere...No one knows what he does or
where he is..?..Riddles..riddles..what for.?..Is it written just to
create sympathy or just for the sake of writting..!!..or the writter
not able proceed further...hmmmm..
To-day is the third day of my retired life.. I am yet to get out of
the 'vacuum' after thirty three years of service..Everything
needs re-organisation.. Time to re-start my book reading..my
shuttle..etc..etc...What a change..? No hurried calls ..mostly
unsheduled..No untimely food..no need to dance to some petty
politicians..yes.. atleast let me start to think about my family..my
kith & kin ...my children now..[ofcourse they are grown-up &
married but still I feel their absence..more so now..]..
My PF, gratutity are yet to be settled..Necessary papers are with
AG's office still..I droped in to DMS just know the position.. I got
the assurance that I will get all my dues cleared within four or
five days..
So..back home..
'O'..I have forgotten.. to-morrow my friend's daughter marriage
at Thirunelveli..Atleast a greeting telegram should be sent.. hmm..
I have already crossed Thenambet..What is nearest post office..?
It is TNagar.. Ok. let me do it..
Greeting telegram sent..and while coming out of the PO buldg..I
saw just at the corner vacant space... next to the PO a small
crowd of twenty odd people surrounding a young man in thirties..I
peeped to in out of curiosity..
That man..Man in thirties was performing some MAGIC TRICKS...
TVK
"News spread like fire that the juggler was dead. People who he
had entertained for the last few months were rushing to the
police station for the last ‘darshan’. Would they perform his last
rites too?
ODE TO THE GREAT CROWD PULLER."
--------------
I have closed the magazine slowly...thinking about this story...
What this writer wants to convey..? This man appears from
nowhere and disappear to nowhere...No one knows what he does or
where he is..?..Riddles..riddles..what for.?..Is it written just to
create sympathy or just for the sake of writting..!!..or the writter
not able proceed further...hmmmm..
To-day is the third day of my retired life.. I am yet to get out of
the 'vacuum' after thirty three years of service..Everything
needs re-organisation.. Time to re-start my book reading..my
shuttle..etc..etc...What a change..? No hurried calls ..mostly
unsheduled..No untimely food..no need to dance to some petty
politicians..yes.. atleast let me start to think about my family..my
kith & kin ...my children now..[ofcourse they are grown-up &
married but still I feel their absence..more so now..]..
My PF, gratutity are yet to be settled..Necessary papers are with
AG's office still..I droped in to DMS just know the position.. I got
the assurance that I will get all my dues cleared within four or
five days..
So..back home..
'O'..I have forgotten.. to-morrow my friend's daughter marriage
at Thirunelveli..Atleast a greeting telegram should be sent.. hmm..
I have already crossed Thenambet..What is nearest post office..?
It is TNagar.. Ok. let me do it..
Greeting telegram sent..and while coming out of the PO buldg..I
saw just at the corner vacant space... next to the PO a small
crowd of twenty odd people surrounding a young man in thirties..I
peeped to in out of curiosity..
That man..Man in thirties was performing some MAGIC TRICKS...
TVK
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