Jannal oram-49
"Sometimes we don't need words. Rather, it's words that need us. If we were no longer here, words would lose their whole function. They would end up as words that are never spoken, and words that aren't spoken are no longer words.? Haruki Murakami, Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman
The board announced Global securities and the red arrow guided raman to the right corridor and taking a left,he entered by opening one of the double glass doors and the receptionist looked at him " Can i help you.sir?"
" Thank you.I have an appointment with mr.devarajan.My name is raman."
The receptionist gave him a pleasant,standard smile that raman imagined was stuck on her face from morning to evening and looking away,he wondered with just an hint of villainy,if the smile was stuck in her face even when she was fast asleep.
Placing the phone back on its cradle,the receptionist looked at raman " sir,the boss has asked you to wait here ."
Raman thanked her and then the inner glass doors opened and raman turned to see the tall and imposing figure of retired dig devarajan,now the head of global securities walk towards him with hands outstretched.
Raman bowed from his waist with his arms held loosely by his side " Sensei" and devarajan bowed too and whispered in reply " Gakusei" and then both master and student looked at each other and devarajan embraced him with great affection " How you are my boy?"
Raman " as well as can be."
" Come,come for we have a lot to catch up to do" and looking at raman " i hope you don't have any other office work for the evening,do you?"
Raman hesitated just for a second and then " No sir."
The huge photo of the late chief minister MGR pinning a medal on devarajan's chest dominated his cabin and it could not and would not be missed and seeing raman looking at it " Some things like blowing your own trumpet has to be done for running a business."
Looking at the photo of himself with mgr " Raman,many of my clients who walk in here many a time seem unsure about taking my services for the charges are pretty steep but this photo helps seal the deal and brushes away their doubts and i must admit that it is a great marketing ploy."
" Sir,i am pretty damn sure that this photo is just a tip of the iceberg and if your charges are steep then it is a guarantee that the quality of service must be pretty damn high too."
Pausing for a second,raman slightly hesitant " Is it true that you pay your employees more than what you earned when you retired as a DIG."
Devarajan nodded " to a certain extant raman but then the world was different when i retired fifteen years ago and pay scales were pretty low.But today my grandson earns more in his job with a startup company than what i got when i retired.But then,prices have gone up through the roof and even a large salary will not suffice and in most cases it is imperative that both husband and wife work to live a decent life and work harder if they plan for a child."
Raising his hands in prayer " Thank god i am done with that raman and now i live a comfortable and cushy life and all i do is dish out advice and suggestions and give out directions to my people."
Then picking up the intercom,he pressed a button " Two coffees please and some cookies,the honey and oats ones" and looking at raman " It is still coffee right and i am right about the cookies too,right" and raman nodded with a smile and sank back into the leather chair.
The phone on the desk rang and devarajan " raman,excuse me" and picked up the phone and began talking,while raman's eyes ran over the walls of his old judo master.
MANY YEARS AGO-FLASHBACK
When raman had joined the dojo near t.nagar,devarajan had been the president of the tamilnadu judo association and also ran three dojos through his son and the charges were next to nothing.
Raman's natural powers of observation,patience,evaluation before making a move only helped his budding judo skills and one sunday while he was practicing with a few students,devarajan had dropped in to do some inspections and raman caught his eye.
Raman had no clue as to the skill levels that his dojo owner possessed and the sparring had started as a small thing.But then master and student raised their levels to their fullest and just when everyone thought raman would defeat devarajan,he had been thrown with a sudden twisting move and that was it.
But it did not end there for a few days later,devarajan called up raman and asked him to drop into his house in purusawalkam and master and student met and became friends.
Devarajan had looked at raman " You did not lose and instead let me win,why?"
Raman had smiled " Sensei,i am sorry but i think you are mistaken."
Devarajan knew that the young man would divulge anything more and his respect for raman grew even more.
He looked at raman " I have a request" and raman " ask of me anything sensei and i will do it"
" raman,train with me personally,every evening.I am slightly busy with setting up of my new detective agency.But in a months time,it will be done and up and running and then we can start our training."
Raman " I am honored sir but may i ask why,for my sensei in the dojo,that is your son gunashekar is pretty good and he too is a state champion."
" My son guna is good raman but he is not flexible.I tried to teach him that facets of judo but i confess that it is come to a standstill."
Devarajan pointed to a large photo of Bruce lee and looking at raman " I don't know about others and their reasons to have this master's photos on their walls but the reason sensei bruce lee is here in my house is not just because of his fighting skills and great movies but his mind and philosophy. I will quote just one of his many thoughts on life and just that one is enough to live life the right way,better way and not only to live but fight and just simply exist.
"Be like water making its way through cracks. Do not be assertive, but adjust to the object, and you shall find a way around or through it. If nothing within you stays rigid, outward things will disclose themselves.
Empty your mind, be formless. Shapeless, like water. If you put water into a cup, it becomes the cup. You put water into a bottle and it becomes the bottle. You put it in a teapot, it becomes the teapot. Now, water can flow or it can crash. Be water, my friend.
Smiling,devarajan looked at raman " You without even knowing it were doing exactly as the quote that day when we both playfully sparred.I haven't seen this quality in anyone in a long,long time but now i see it in you."
Hesitantly " what are you planning to do after your graduation raman?"
" i am thinking of taking up law,sir."
Present-right here right now
Devarajan ended the call which was obviously very important and looked at raman " Sorry,that was sebastian rajkumar my junior and i couldn't just hang up on him after just a few words."
" You mean chennai police commissioner mr.sebastian rajkumar"
" who else,my boy.His daughters wedding is getting fixed and he wants me to run a background check on the boy."
Raman shook his head in amazement and devarajan " ram,when it comes to marriage,everybody is the same and equal.sebastian might be a polcie commissioner but he too in the end is just a worried dad and wants to dot the i's and cross the t's.Nothing else."
The door opened quietly and the heady aroma of fresh filter coffee along with the sweet smell of butter,honey and oats filled the room and the old man and young man began to salivate.
Devarajan caught the look that raman gave to his watch and the sudden worried furrowing of his eye brows and with a smile " Meeting somebody of the fairer sex are we my boy?"
Raman's cheeks blushed a faint tinge of red and this answered deavarajan " Well,finally a lady seems to have bagged you.Good for her."
Adding sugar to his cup,devarajan stirred it into the simmering brew " actually i was thinking of bringing a proposal to you.My eldest daughters child is now with microsoft and both of you would have made a good match but sadly she wanted to settle in america and nothing could be done about it."
" sir,you mean kutty priya"
" raman,you still call her kutty priya but just two years separate both of you.You should see her now" and as is the norm of a proud parent or grandparent pressed a few buttons on his laptop and turned it towards raman who saw the pics and laughingly " what,this beautiful lady is kutty priya? My god,she is all so grown up."
Devarajan shook his head and sighed which reflected a hint of disappointment and raman could only guess at it and wryly " Sir,the world has changed and with face book,twitter,whats app selfies are loaded every minute and is an global obsession now.You even have ads with selfie cameras as their solo point of the ad campaign and self is now the norm and rule of life."
The older master looked up " But you remain the same raman" and raman " sir,we should not judge for it is their lives and they are all adults."
Devarajan looked away " it is only when they slip,fall and injure themselves that they realise that life is a terribly unforgiving game and that is what scares me and hurts me the most,not the drinking or the casual joint of grass and not even sex but when they will stand alone,hurt and lost and too arrogant to reach out for our help and a shoulder to lean on."
Straightening himself in his chair and assuming the power of the super cop he once was " Tell me son,how can i help you?"
Raman spoke slowly and explained the case between his client ashok mehta and wife pramila and what he wanted his master to do for him.
"I'm not a teacher: only a fellow traveler of whom you asked the way. I pointed ahead - ahead of myself as well as you. George Bernard Shaw
Edited by deepak_satish - 8 years ago