Saturday, May 16, 2009
It was a pleasant afternoon and the mercury was soaring close to 40. Celsius and I was enjoying the weather in the hottest room of my house. I had no choice of rooms as the computer which I am addicted to, was placed in that room. The electricity bills and the heat in the city were directly correlated and in the attempt to reduce the power bills, it was decided not to use air conditioners during the day.
As I was trying to gun down the targets in the game I was playing on my computer, I heard a sound from nowhere like Maya. I pushed out the chair and hurried to look out from where the mysterious voice was reaching out to me and the search for it raised goose bumps as if I were on an Adventure Island. Finally, I could trace the direction and it came surprisingly from the kitchen where my mom stood calling me to go to the shop to purchase groceries for making nice hot Bajjis.
Mission – Senthil Stores
I set my foot out of my house intending to go to the shop. I climbed down the stairs and reached the gate to see my mother in the first floor signaling me to bring the letters from the post box. She was not comfortable in me getting the letters, on my return from the shop as she was a bit too practical and inquisitive to read the credit card bills. The dry tee-shirt gets watered for the first time. Thanks to my mom.
As I went down to the streets again, the heat was terrible to the extent that I could feel the rays passing through me and the roads were like molten iron with the tar easing. I wasn’t the only one feeling the heat that day, the dogs on the road also felt the same way. Some of them were lying under the cars, some under the trees and the king of all lying under the corporation tap, which sends down a drop of water coolant every half a minute. These dogs don’t even care for my presence as they just lift their brows to push down the beads of sweat and just give me a glance as if I were too less for them.
The shades on the road were prohibited for men as these dogs welcome all into the shade with growl and I was not treated any differently when I tried to encroach on the shade which was owned by the Fidel army of dogs. The fidelity they have for their owners was missing and they played their part in irritating me. Stones were good enough tools to drive them but I preferred moving on instead of pelting those poor ones which have no alternatives.
After the struggle out of the maze of dogs, I ended up meeting a person who I dreaded to meet. This person was always a part of my nightmare and I had never wanted to fall in his sight as a conversation with him for a sparing 2 minutes would let u bleed. Even a deaf person would prefer going away from him as he has the ability to blow even his already damaged drums, so just think about my plight. He came along with me till the shop talking about everyone in every family he knows for more than 3 minutes. He played his role to the best possible extent in adding insult to injury.
It was really tough going past the road guarded with dogs and such irritating men to finally reach the shop.
As I started giving the shopkeeper the list of items, he tempted me to have a chocolate bar while he picked up the items. He did it with a business motive but it was definitely the most encouraging factor in going to the shop. I love chocolates and I did relish it to the fullest extent. I had forgotten all unpleasantness while having the bar but those unpleasant sticky and a burning sensation started erupting as the bar was falling shorter.
I finished my purchase and got back home struggling the same way with the dogs but I managed to escape from the irritating man. When I got back home and sat down, I could feel myself watered like a garden. The walk to the shop which was just 30 meters away had caused such an irritation and the excitement to have lovely Bajjis was lost.
I couldn’t stop myself from switching on the AC and finally sat down to continue the game which I had paused 10 minutes back. I could hear footsteps approaching me and found it to be my dad. He made me comfortable, put his hands on my shoulders, dust my tee-shirt, empathized with me saying that the heat was too bad outside and finally told me softly “Can u get me 2 packets of cigarettes from the shop?”