Handkerchief- often the reason why we would hate someone for reserving a seat. Tommy : Well hello sir Chitrappa : Hello. Morning Tommy : *Shakes hand quite intensely* *Feels the palm* Chitrappa : Stop it. Stop it. Quit it man Tommy : Quite a jolly morning. The sun. wind.. Chitrappa : Yes yes. ya ya ya Tommy : So my name's tommy and i can't help to notice that.. Chitrappa : *Wide eyes* What!!? Stop the bullshit. You're tommy??? Next thing you'll say that you're an afro american!! Tommy : Well yes I'm. See i can rap too. *rap song* Chitrappa : * Takes the book from his hand and starts reading* Tommy : Yo i can't to notice that there's a kerchief on this bench. Chitrappa : Oh that's seat has been reserved. Common thing to do here and rest of india as such Tommy : Reserved you say? Hmmm. Are you expecting company. Chitrappa : hahahhaaha No. No. Nooowah. No Tommy :. Then why is it here. the damn freaking thing Chitrappa : I've reserved it for myself. Tommy : Yourself? Chitrappa : Well yes. I switch places every hour you see. like that i can take the whole place and noone would sit next to me. Tommy : This is outrageous. I want that place now. I request you kindly to take off that kerchief of yours Chitrappa : Ahhhh NO. No i won't. Tommy : Why wouldn't you? Chitrappa : Your kind request wasn't kind enough, in the first place. And i reserved it already. My handkerchief.My place. Tommy : Listen you damn man. Chitrappa : I got a name you know. Tommy : Oh sorry Mr..? Chitrappa : Chitrappa. Lovely name. My mum gave it to me while she started attending her painting classes when I was 10 years old. Tommy : 10 years old? So till then you didn't have a name? Chitrappa : Why? Don't you know? When I was born, my village was struck with such awe that they turned speechless for a span of ten years. it was only when their speech returned that they could name me. Tommy : How did you manage for ten years then? Chitrappa : Oh it was very easy. I was a prodigious child. I figured out everything needed at the time through my fantastic instincts and precise insight into the world. Tommy : You mention instinct. Is a wonderful thing, instinct. I remember back in the day I used to outwit the common indian brown bear in one to one combat. I have come to terms with my age now and wrestle white sharks on weekends. I have become so popular now, that they fly me by private jet to south africa, by presidential request, to practice my skills. Chitrappa: I do remember your weekly bouts. I often use my excellent vision to watch you fight these sharks. I found that by carefully squinting my eyes and making a select baritone sound I can perceive light rays that curve through the atmosphere and interpret them cleverly. I often use this gift of mine to watch the events that happen on the other side of the planet. I must comment that last week you were fleeing from the shark like a tiny four year old girl. Tommy: I must call your bluff on this. You couldn't possibly have seen the fight as I do it in the night time. I like the extra challenge you see. And your lack of change to the incidents just beyond the yonder hill in the upper himalayas. The way the snow leopard was slipping down towards the dashing stream would have turned any gentle person's heart. Chitrappa: Bluff! Ha! Only an ignoramus could accuse me so. Haven't you read all the famous thesis written in cambridge university about me? I was one of their most favourite subjects. Prof. Richard Whitterstone's thesis was a comprehensive study about my eye. Chapter 39 clearly mentions that I can use my eyes to pick up infrared and ultraviolet radiation by clicking my tongue to the rhythm of the national anthem of Maldova. Tommy: Maldova you say. I did my post doctorate about the social crisis in Maldova in Cambirdge university. I don't remember seeing you there. Chitrappa: But you have visited the canteen? Tommy: Yes. Chitrappa: Do you remember the old oakwood seat in the corner of the North Common Room? Tommy: Of course. Elephants are seen as the only real competition to my capable memory. Chitrappa: And the fourth seat in the sofa in the Goldie Boathouse? Tommy: Yes, the one made with mahogany. Gentle aches and fine goose feather pillow. Chitrappa: What do they have in common? Tommy: I can't see what you mean. But...*pause and agitation* It cant be!. It is. No. Wait. *frowning* They both had this kerchief! *picks it up and exmines it carefully while muttering to self* Chitrappa: Exactly. Now can you move a bit so can occupy my seat for this hour? And place the kerchief where I was sitting like a good fellow. Tommy: Wait a minute! ________________________________________

• published: 08 Feb 2013
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