Wednesday, June 17

Jogi the Bhogi and Suhas the ass...

Suhas Shilkar The first memory I have of Suhas is of him playing flute in the college canteen in Miramar before classes began. He was learning to play the instrument from Pt.Venkatesh Ghodkhindi, a flautist from Karnataka. Suhas was/is a sensitive musician. He gave up playing the flute. Why? "you can't do it part-time"says he. He paints 'full-time' now. Nothing much has changed except the colour of his moustache: last they appeared silver. This time they seem'd red. Suhas went to Paris recently. May be red moustache in Europe made a better statement than silver, he must have thought. Methinks, Blond would'a'been perfect!
Jogi J. Makhani
Suhas Shilkar
Jogi J. Makhani Meeting these two friends after several years, I was thrilled. Also, I was looking to see every wrinkle marking their faces, every quivering muscle, every detail. Particularly in case of Jogi because twenty years or so back Jogi was full of hair. One saw only hair and not much else. Now he has lost most, shaved the remaining and ignored the rest since he can do nothing about them. He has put on weight and he bumped his knee in Delhi recently, trying to catch a prank-mongering dachshund. That stressed his other leg in order to bear his bear-bulk. While walking down the Altinho slope I saw in him a striking resemblance to something or someone very known indeed and suddenly I got it! Jogi resembled The Laughing Buddha.

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