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Friday, April 11, 2014

A STING OPERATION !

Please do not flare up.I have to admit that I see a Bong link wherever I go,a Kolkata connection in whatever I do.It is common to bask on all that is old and absolutely normal to rewind and be on a flashback mode even at work.

It was just another normal day at work....The week had begun with a few glitches.Friends reported sick with headaches and yet attended work as usual.The
home front houses a clinic too and it was a spectacle to watch....firey eyed friends in day and night glasses.

He was not a habitual offender....a stickler for punctuality ,Mr M arrived late on Monday. MrT and Mr W followed suit..on Tuesday and Wednesday......I started getting the jitters.With misty eyes and running noses predominant, the work places in and around an arterial road ,presented a bleak picture of distorted vision too. But as they say every cloud has a silver lining,and so I recommended the afflicted ones I knew, to visit the friendly neighbourhood Doc.


Its a new week and the allergy continues to be viral.As friends and strangers made a beeline to the clinic nearby, I was thrilled....Oh ! let me tell you that if you are able to understand within a split second ,what I wish to convey , when I proclaim in ecstasy "JOY BANGLA" then you undoubtedly, belong to the category "A BONG ONCE,IS ALWAYS A BONG...TAM or OTHERWISE"


Incidentally,for ChenEYETES who may be curious and for the others too, let me tell you that ,the friendly neighbourhood Doc happens to be.....a kindhearted ophthalmologist....& though I feel the sting ,I am not red eyed as yet.......I hope the meaning has been conveyed to Madrasis too :-))))))


FUN TIME ! TOMATO TIME !



Oh ! this is an out of the box effort ,
I have to admit,it's a sudden spurt ,
coz ! when the flow is smooth & easy going,
a mad hatter is in form,happy and glowing .

I shall now relate a crazy snippet new ,
of highway tales and tomatoes not few ,
and when the morning sun was above,
"let's make a move," my mom said "Chennai I love ! "


He picked up their bags,he is a son, so dutiful ,
steering behind the wheel ,that's his wife so beautiful,
together the six some were packed so tight ,
a couple,kids,an octagenarian and his better half so light.

all into an I 10,squeezed in uneasy comfort ,
in a bid to travel together, but Ouch ! the cramps hurt,
So ,the octagenarian stepped out, often in style ,
and complained "What a bother ! I'd rather walk a mile ."

and when the day was almost done,
the birds chirped and the evening sun was going down,
The little fella screamed "Papa! just have a look ahead,"
"I see beds of tomatoes....green,yellow and red."

The kid was right and the car came to a screeching halt,
all for the sake of tomatoes,the jolt,the driver's fault ,
the members stepped out of the car &went on a shopping spree,
right in the middle of the highway and under a shady tree.

My brother's kids were thrilled,they picked them ripe and raw,
the seniors joined them too as my six footer bro roared in guffaw,
for it was a pleasant surprise and an encounter so luscious,
to be in the midst of nature and mounds of tomatoes delicious.

So back they went again,One, Two,Three,Four,Five and Six ,
all into the I 10 and now with an added tomato mix ,
the sack load of tomatoes travelled from B'lore to Chennai near,
for distribution to friends and relatives,close and near.

It was Diwali eve and I was in for a pleasant shock ,
when Dad,Mom,Bro and family barged in late night at 10 'O'clock,
"I have a surrprrrrisssse for you," he sheepishly grinned ,
"a special gift for a sister dear and forgive me I have sinned."

"It was a temptation ,that I could not resist ,
and I plead guilty ,if you should insist ,
Its a sweet burden, off my I 10 that I wish to unload,
a small sackful of tomatoes," he said and in laughter rolled.

He emptied the contents into my kitchen and fled,
I 'll be back on Diwali day with friends he said ,
Dear friends ! I hope you can understand why I have been quiet,
Yes ! I have been trying to get the tomatoes out of my sight .

Yes ! its been a tangy Tamtamatar week so far,
with jam,sauce,pickle and all because of a car,
I'm in a tomato soup ,I'm loving it and a strong signal I do send .
My fridge is still loaded & my bro is expected again next weekend :-)