Office of the sub registrar in canacona is the worst building of its kind. It is uninspiring and the energy within the building, owing obviously to the long wait generated boredom, is stale. I was there today. I met a school friend.
He is 'open' today as he was then. Twenty years and more have passed. Lot has changed. Prashant, my friend's hair is greying and I noticed that he does not dye them.
We spoke briefly, while his young bro in law was getting married. Then the thing got over. Prashant dropped me to the place where I was asked to buy stamps by the Sub R office. Then we parted. As he was pulling out he said, "Charu, I will never forget you"
I was good of him to say that. It cheered me up. I had a bottle of beer.
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Some people do not grow.
Their bodies do, they wear and tear
But people do not grow.
Their talk at times makes you get involved in their passion. But over time you realize that it was just talk.
May be it is the limitation of language. And in today's values and morals, or the lack of them
adds to the mess. I am wary of people who use extreme adjectives to describe people, or even when they introduce two people by generous praises of both parties.
Such people are impulsive. Their success stories can be best described by the word chance, luck.
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2 comments:
Impulsiveness and luck? That sure is a strange combo! But then you could be right too :)
BP
I realize. My mistake was in generalizing from one or two particular exceptions perhaps, but then exceptions prove the rule.
You are right though. Thanks.
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