Outpressions

It has not been a day since we moved to our new house, I noticed him strolling aimlessly around gasping my attention. Though I noticed his presence, I acted as though I didn't care about him a inch. He looked at me surprisingly ,probably noting that I was new there.He came near me took a look , smelled me and carried on without a word. I hoped he would initiate a conversation at least if not a welcome , I expected a "hi, hello" or something like that. Within seconds he vanished after a cold look. I don't know his name, I know I wouldn't get any reply from him either. There were no one around to ask his name either. He wasn't handsome or groomed well. But was charming for his kind. Hence I nicknamed him whitey. Each time from our first direct encounter, he grabbed my attention when I took a casual glance from my balcony veranda. Soon I discovered many in my neighborhood allured him and maintained good relationships with him by providing food. Some feared f...

"It was not Velu's fault to have not told us about his past " told Sindhu aunty to my mother.  " Of course it is not something that he could gloat or brag over" she continued.  My mother stood on our doorstep nodding off her head to emphasize that she paid heed to the slant news brought up by Sindhu aunty this morning. My mother considers it morbid to interfere or encourage gossips of any such kind. She never encouraged any judgemental speculation about anyone especially the ones that have passed many ears and retold many times by many curious creatures.  Though my mother was apathetic about such issues, Sindhu aunty and Vijaya seemed to be resolute about it and went on interminating and chatting incessantly. I too, never was so inquisitive about the gossip, whenever such people occupied the pyrol I went into the bedroom and continued with my business or whenever I dint have one I acted as if I was busily indulging with some household chore. When Vija...