My Evening Walk … ( the concluding part – 5)…

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( Recap – In my previous parts, I mentioned about my niggardly and parsimonious disposition. Despite of that, under a whim, once I decided to buy some articles. Lest this purchasing of articles go useless, hence I planned for an evening walk and worked upon that. In fact, I was discouraged by my friends at the initiation but I didn’t give up. Everything was going smoothly. During the evening walk, I happened to develop friendship with a charming lady and this progress I took as a boon. Though, after some days, in chat, the lady made me know that her husband was an athlete and boxing coach. This revelation at first shattered my confidence in continuing friendship with her. But later on I consoled my heart by arguing, if she was not afraid of her husband then why should I be so…….)

                                      A stranger halted me

On one day, when after finishing my stroll, I was onto my way to home, a lanky, lean and thin man like a bamboo pole with bony structure clad with loose garments over his skeleton made me to halt. Never before in life, I had seen this man. He raised his right hand index finger directly to my chest and poking it there, said in a wrathful tone, ”  Mister ! You are crossing my way!” Literally, it astonished me. I was heading back to my home on my side of the lane. He by himself had come from the opposite side of the road. In a way it seemed to me that he himself came to me and crossed my road and halted me. Now he was blaming me that I was crossing his way. I tried to mend him and said, “not I but he crossed my road.” The reply he gave flabbergasted me utterly.

He snarled , ” You seemed not to understand my saying. You are trying to entice my girl. Till this day, I have gifted her articles  worth of many thousands of rupees and wasted big amount on her choicest spicy delicacies in costly restaurants.” His this statement, at once lighted my mind and made me realize, this man was “a justly paramour of the same madam.” Though I was not clear, this paramour was still on hold or abandoned. I efforted to calm down him and said, ”  Had madam mentioned about her entanglement with you, why would I step into her life?” Again I comforted him by assuring, ” give me one day time, so I can bid a good bye to your girl item.” My this surrendering gestureS pacified his ego and he nodded in a relieved way.

                                              True lover

It astonished me, what kind of paramour he was, who never displayed his presence in person  in the park? But it seemed to me, he was a true lover of the lady. I imagined a thought, somewhere on the top of some building adjacent to the park’s fence, certainly he used to station himself and kept a visionary surveillance over his girl . Might be with a binocular. At the next day, when I met with Madam, I described entire incidence with a romantic melodrama. I did all this, as if, fraught with hurt feelings, down to the depth of my heart. Not only this, I bagged her to wish for the safety of my old ageing bones, if her this paramour tried to fracture them.

The reply, smart lady made was enough to shatter my existence to the extinction. She said. ” My husband is expected to come back home from his out door session, with in two days. I will complain to him about this bamboo pole. He will certainly take out all the spicy delicacies out of the mouth of this man.”  Dear reader, just look into the matter! What kind of Great lady, she was! She was so confident in her demeanor. Already having a husband, she maneuvered to have ” love affairs” with other men. At the same time, she maintained a courage to provide them a thrashing from her husband.

When I took leave of her, I implored her to maintain a distance from me for some days till the matter is resolved. She conceded for that. Just third day after this meeting, when I was coming back home after finishing my stroll. Near the main gate of the park, I found the same bamboo pole man laid, stretched flat on the road. He had lost his some frontal teeth, nose flattened and both nose and mouth bled profusely. Beside his ‘laid on’ body mass stood a wrestler type man, who threatening him furiously, ” You bloody rascal! From this moment on wards, dare not come near my wife. Even If you tried to put a malice eye upon her… You think your self dead……!”

The horrific scenario was enough to provide me an enlightenment, ” Son! It’s the trial picture of  your near future . In a certitude, you will be found laid stretched like this somewhere near this gate too, properly blood bathed.” That was the moment, the idea of “evening Walk” at once evaporated from mind, once for all. ( End of the story) … Penned by — Vinay Pharasi…..