*****Funeral F***Up Series-3:10th pass Son or Engineer Grandson***** There was this doctor duo (father and son) who would take turns to create and cure illness in our area. That is, the junior would create and the senior would cure. I still remember those days when I had just learned to consume tablets and was feeling proud about it. The pride did not last long since the junior gave me very powerful antibiotics for fever which made me throw up everything I ate/drank including water. Junior did his part of the job quite well (create illness part). Naturally I went to the senior to get cured. As I have mentioned many times earlier, all of us are born with our twin brother, Mr. Death, who usually stays away from you, lets you have your share of fun and one fine day knocks at your door without giving any clue. He is like this sincere auto driver, whose sincerity you do not appreciate but you know, come morning, will surely come to take you to the school, whether or not you like it. Just that, this morning comes only once in your life :) He is perhaps one auto driver who takes everyone for a ride, that too for free :P he does not care who you are, a doctor, an actor, a carpenter or a world class photographer like Subramanya Bharadwaj (sorry subba control maadakke aaglilla :P ) One fateful morning, this sincere auto driver came and took away our senior doctor to school of afterlife. The senior was to be buried in his farm house, hundred kms from Bangalore. His youngest son was a half wit to who it took a while to sink in that his father is no more. It unfortunately happened when his dead father was put inside the pit. He immediately jumped into the pit and was uncontrollably crying. Somehow he was consoled and pulled out by relatives around. In the meanwhile the Seniors grandson through his daughter, an engineer (also my pre-university college senior) came like a violent tornado. His face was red with rage and was breathing heavily in anger. Yaar ee kelsa maadiddu (who did this?) He shouted at the junior >:( Yaako enaitho? (why what happened?) asked the benignant junior :( Yaar thaathanna illi haakiddu? (who put grandpa here?) >:( adralleno thappu? (whats wrong in it?) :( naan modhale heLalilva, thaathanna alli haaki, idhu ajjige aagatthe anta (Didnt I tell you in the beginning itself to put grandfather at another location so that this place can be used for grand mother) >:( His grandmother who was right there sadly sobbing at her husbands death with her head down suddenly looked up in shock :-o The half-wit 10th pass Son proved to be more emotionally mature than the highly qualified engineer grandson. Yours truly Lord Deepak (PBUM)
Posted on: Thu, 18 Sep 2014 14:11:39 +0000