Story of a lost journalist

September 20, 2012

Walkin Walkin Walk

Filed under: Daily Rot — Cris @ 19:09

Characters:

Kweeki – writer’s honorable electric two-wheeler – writer has heard of honorable ministers, Kweeki’s just as important

Gopalettan, Ammalu Amma and Paramu – lack of evidence of real names has forced the writer to give her own names

Story:

Now that Kweeki’s resting, I have taken to walking every day. I dread initially the sun I try to fight with a half broken black umbrella. And I conveniently start whining about the problems of a pedestrian, the same group of people I frown at when I ride Kweeki. It’s like the war between editors and reporters. We are meant to hate each other.

Trivandrum doesn’t seem to think too highly about sidewalks. So us walkers are on the road mostly, along with our lorries and buses and cars and bikes. Good thing about the ones with wheels is they don’t believe in lefts or rights. They also don’t believe pedestrians are living things that can’t be knocked about. So there is a vehicle from behind keeping to the left, and another trying to overtake on the right, there are buses coming from the opposite direction on the left, right and above your head.  It’s fun that way, walking is.

I’ve come to meet some regular folks in my walks. There’s Gopalettan who lies down at the bus stop, sometimes with a plate of rice. I’d like to imagine he is like one of those characters in movies – a philosopher who left all his wealth to choose the life of a vagabond, or in this case a bus stop sleeper. Then there is Ammalu Amma who comes opposite me at the junction. We have a momentary exchange everyday when I smile and she stares. I am pretty sure she works in a bank and is in a hurry to get home and feed Appalu Appan. Last, nearer to my home, comes Paramu, an old fellow, out for his evening walk. Sometimes he’d have friends with him. He has his mundu lifted on one side n held close to his body. He never sees me.

There are also things I meet – a thattukada at a corner I stop in front of everyday, close my eyes and take a deep sniff at. And the leaning slab of Vazhuthacaud that I like to step on and be slid forth to ( I secretly hope they don’t fix it).

And as usual there is the music and the magical synchronization of nature with my tunes. So the leaves move when the music is slow, the yellow butterfly flutters around when it’s faster. Even the black umbrella likes to fly around every now and then, embarrassing the poor writer who tries to hold onto it in the middle of the road.

Oh yes, the walk’s lovely. Maybe I should let Kweeki rest a little longer.

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8 Comments »

  1. Dear Honourable Writer,

    Humble Reader extremely glad reading this post. Reader would also like to Appeal again for a Jim and Me , sometime in the near future..

    Signed,
    Humble Reader (Follower)

    Comment by Blungi — September 20, 2012 @ 19:33 | Reply

    • Humble Reader, your appeal shall be humbly considered.

      Comment by Cris — October 11, 2012 @ 16:32 | Reply

  2. Magical synchronization of nature to your tunes :D, i like that!

    Comment by pasam — September 20, 2012 @ 23:54 | Reply

    • Thank you pasam :-). You should try it out once, just look around 🙂

      Comment by Cris — October 11, 2012 @ 16:32 | Reply

  3. Appalu Appan 😀

    beautiful post!
    wat happend to Kweeki ? sick?

    Comment by denny — September 21, 2012 @ 09:36 | Reply

    • Kweeki had run out of battery charge, now she’s back with new batteries again 🙂

      Comment by Cris — October 11, 2012 @ 16:33 | Reply

  4. Adored it, I have always believed that tvm is a place which you should walk and enjoy(ma favourite route — public library to east fort)

    I seem to remember a journalist who was buying a bicycle , do you know her??????? 😀

    Comment by Aswin(achu) — September 25, 2012 @ 13:26 | Reply

    • Statue Public Library Vellayambalam is my fav route too :-).
      The really pretty journalist that you saw sometimes rides through these roads in her bicycle too 😀

      Comment by Cris — October 11, 2012 @ 16:35 | Reply


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