Wednesday, March 03, 2010

s(f)oulful search!

Inspirations to blog always come during the most uncanny times! I am just finalizing my thesis outline and I am hit by this incident and forced to blog than finish compiling my chapter list. 

It was an usually cold end February morning and I was on my usual walk up to the institute. The road bisects a park which is usually heaven for sun bathers during peak summer, but in winter its seldom populated. My walking pace slows down when my mind perceives happenings that could turn out interesting and so I started to walk slow and I was observing a woman. Ok, I am not going to describe to you how she looks or tell you that she was around 35. I dont want to emphasis on her height of 5.5 feet or her well maintained anatomy because I did not notice all these and I seriously dont know her age or height! What interested me was the anxiety in her face and her restlessness to find something.

Yeah, she was searching. I wouldnt call it search, it was most probably like frantic hunting. I could see the sweat drop down from her forehead on such a chilly morning and I could gather that she had probably paraded the entire park withing a few minutes. She took her fingers to her neck and let an exasperation "schiße" ( schisse in German means shit ). I though may be she had dropped her locket and probably it was precious and dear to her. But then she started to crack her fingers with repeated schiße, schiße,schiße and I thought it was probably her wedding ring. That could be trouble or at least a very expensive loss. For a moment I thought I should offer to help her to search for it, but my instinct told me not to interfere. And probably if it was really something expensive she would have already called for help from other passerbys or probably called out to me.

Her search intensified and so did her voice. Her eyes were scanning so intensively and nothing could distract her. Nothing actually did, even "ME" walking past didnt distract her!! Then suddenly, her face broke into a smile and she put both her hands to her hips and stared down and said "da ist es" (there it is!). She pulled out her gloves, scooped it, rolled it and thew it into the garbage and exactly at the same time, her dog came running from behind the bushes!

And then I saw the sign board : A heavy fine would be imposed!!

3 comments:

Lakshmi said...

was like reading old perimeson dectectives....hahaha
very neatly done ...worth the suspense...
congrats :)

vm said...

Its really heartening to note that she wasnt using the word "shit" as a common invective, but rather was calling out to THE "shit" to reveal itself. The emphasis on "THE" was to impress (was that the word i am searching for?? alas!! i have no Jeeves to correct me) upon the reader that she was searching for HER dog's excreta rather than her neighbours!!. btw, did she really get her dog's excreta?? how does she know?? maybe you could have offered her to analyse the remains and prove that it was indeed the left-over of her dog. And secondly the dogs timing to reveal itself on "stage" was marked by its master(?) scooping out ITS excreta!. Alas!, thats man's new role in this new age - cleaning up after his dog!.
Well written!!. but still hope that 2nd para could have been made more clearer. Though the reader should be an imbecile if he doesnt infer what you wanted to convey, but for a logical reasoning, i feel it can cut either way.

Nithya said...

ha ha ha ha.. good one.. :)