The kid has gone to my native for the holidays and I've been thoroughly jobless ever since. He was so irritable about having holidays and not going to his beloved grandmother's place that it had become very difficult to please him in any way. In between came the Ayodhya dispute also and we were a bit nervous not so much about the verdict as the effect any kind of postponement of travel would have on the kid. It's a relief that things are alright so far and the credit should surely go to the Muslims.
Bangalore was tense that day, anybody could see that. The busy old airport road looked like carrying a Sunday crowd in the morning while at 3 in the evening it was packed with anxious workers returning to possible safety. Thanks to my penchant for paying the bills at the last moment, I found myself on CMH Road at 3 and without any auto in sight to get back home. I went to a shop to get some vegetables but the guy had pulled the shutters down and even warned me to get back home quickly as the time was up. What surprised me was that even in my area most of the shops had shut down. I mean, most of them are Hindus and surely would know people around. Would they go and smash others' shops? God knows the mob mentality though.
It still feels as if the kid is having his afternoon nap and may wake up anytime calling me...:-)
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