Story of a lost journalist

May 16, 2008

Some amusement; more than some misery

Filed under: Just talking — Cris @ 23:14
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My trip today was to a library. I ventured to walk which meant 30 minutes of moving your left leg and then your right, a busy road and 2 crossings. I did not like crossings. Roads that look totally empty when you start, suddenly shower vehicles when you are in the middle of it. The cars and buses come from your left, your right, and out of thin air; I suspect some are dropped from the sky.

It was a good walk except that the sun was showing utter dedication today and sticking so close to earth you might extend your left hand and touch it! I decided not to do any hand extensions for the day. I looked for fellow walkers who shared my “boiled” feelings. I only saw smiles and happiness both of which I thought had no business to be lurking around. This was a day for mourning and frowning. It called for pessimism. Heck, the word wouldn’t exist any longer if people failed to see misery when it danced right in front of their eyes! I narrowed my eyes in my lonely world of profound grief and decided it was a world full of traitors.

On one occasion I saw a bunch of teenaged boys looking no more than 15 or 16 and one of them came forward and asked me what my mobile number was. I had a question mark etched on my face when he asked this and I kept walking away with it still etched on my face, which was a good thing – it kept me from laughing out aloud. I don’t know why it amused me to a great extent even as I heard the boy join the gang and there was a loud laughter and applause as he seemingly won some wager. I am guessing the wager went in the lines of “Talk to the weird woman who walks down the road and you get a pineapple”

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I am not sure of the popularity of pineapple as a wager prize these days but it fitted that line perfectly. In a couple of minutes I had another young fellow, probably in his 20s telling me “hello beauty” as I passed. This time I paced the road cause the laugh was breaking out without control. I managed to hold it till I was out of sight and then I burst out laughing in the middle of the road. Onlookers probably raised brows but I was helplessly amused. Of course there was nothing funny about the words but there was an undefinable humor in the whole act. I wonder why people find it fun to tell complete strangers these things; probably a self-dare that makes life worthwhile.

I wonder what will happen if I tried to talk something to a stranger; something other than I-am-lost-help-me which was a real-life scenario I came across more often. Say I decide to use the same hello-handsome line on a stranger who passed. Woah! It did take an awful lot of courage and thick deep skin didn’t it? I think I find my life worthwhile without the interjection of a dare-approach-a-stranger.

But I was always of the opinion people should be friendly to people. No harm in giving a friendly smile to passer-bys, raising your hat to old people, a friendly hi-howdy to your lift-mates or bus-seat-neighbors. Problem is these things are so rare here it is more than likely to be linked to the same category of hello-beauty lines and you probably end up facing a frowning cop for public abuse. A friend of mine asked today why I wouldn’t leave Trivandrum and I good-intentionally said cause I was needed here to make it a better place. He asked me how I proposed to do that and I said more good-intentionally, by being a good citizen and letting people watch and learn from me. So I guess it was upto me to bring about some friendliness in this place.

Reaching the library took away the amusement of road-talkers and again brought out the misery in this world. This time, it was in the form of a huge bill.

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6 Comments »

  1. aah!! There are people who thinks like me!! 😀 To other strangers, i am a friendly stranger!! But the thing is , often girl strangers give back a raised brow look when i get friendly with them 😦

    Comment by Srijith — May 16, 2008 @ 23:44 | Reply

  2. I recently find some time to read those blogs in English also. The way you write, the choosing of words and the emotions conveyed – really impressive.

    Keep it up 🙂

    Comment by prinson — May 17, 2008 @ 03:20 | Reply

  3. Getting smiles from strangers is a bit uncomfortable or strange for most of us especially in India, I agree. Maybe its just not in our culture or way of life….we aren’t that formal and polite like the other nationalities. We don’t hug and give a peck on the cheek when we meet each other or rub our noses (like the eskimoes …[:D] [:D] )
    But nothing like a smile to cheer up one’s day. Isn’t it?? so no harm in smiling, if you get a smile back, good for you. If not, move on. Cheers!

    Comment by Sajith — May 17, 2008 @ 08:37 | Reply

  4. The way you added gradient is very good. But Sun
    should have been on the brighter side. As it
    emits “dark photons” sun on the darker side
    can be justified !!

    Comment by Manu Punnen John — May 17, 2008 @ 11:03 | Reply

  5. @Sreejith I promote friendliness, not ogling :p

    @Sajith I didnt mean it as a formality thing. Its more like the least bit of friendliness one human can show to another

    Thanks @prinson and @Manu

    Comment by Cris — May 18, 2008 @ 15:22 | Reply

  6. “I was always of the opinion people should be friendly to people” 🙂

    Comment by Name — February 19, 2012 @ 04:52 | Reply


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