Sunday, September 21, 2008

Sighting Surya

It was about 11AM in the morning – I was taking the Chennai MRTS for the first time today. I had gotten a job at a software company in the ITPL at Velachery. Since this was the first day at the job, this company had asked us to report at 1PM – I found it unusual, but when asked, I was told it was easy to get all the HR formalities done at that time, with the availability of a bank representative to aid us open the salary account and so on and so forth (thus spake the HR person who had made me the offer 2 weeks ago).  I had worked for about 2 years in a small company in Coimbatore, staying with parents; and then took up an offer at Chennai as the company seemed to be bigger and the work seemed to be interesting – in the product creation area as against IT services.

So, the planets had aligned and here I was waiting at the Thiruvallikeni MRTS station. I was going to join a couple of my college mates who had taken up a house nearer to Velachery, but both of them were out of the country and one of them was returning in a month’s time. Until then, I was to stay with a distant relative of mine, who had children in college. It was not the perfect situation I would have preferred, but I was ready to roll with it until one of the friends returned; atleast the relatives kids are older !

Since it was late-morning, the office-growing crowd was thin at the station. So was the MRTS train that bawled into the station. I got into general compartment, which was just half-full (I am not the one ever to be blamed for seeing things half-empty…). I got in, made myself comfortable in a window seat and took out the book I was reading. As I opened the book, I heard my cell phone ring…

I picked it up – it showed my house number, should be mom. As I picked the phone up, I let my eyes rove absent-mindedly… I almost gasped – was that guy on the sunny side of the compartment, Surya?

“This is Shalini…”, I answered as a matter of habit and mind being elsewhere. It was mom, wishing me the best on the first day and as she was enquiring about my well-being. I quickly answered my moms few questions and then said byes – I had promised that I will call her later in the day after everything is settled.

I looked at that guy again – He looked very much like Surya in Khaka Khaka !! He had laid his head back on the guardrails of the window and was snoozing – or so it seemed… I took another glance at him. Hmmm… he had serenity in his face – a sort of still calmness that is compelling and makes you look at someone one more time… In his case, I had shamelessly looked many times.

I noticed that he had an ear-plug. There was obviously some music playing, since I could see his fingers drum and his feet tap once in a while. I wonder what music would he be listening – would it be Sheryl Crow that’s on my phone? “Shoot!” I thought – what the heck is this – how long have I been looking at him! I tore myself away, looked out and into the book, that talked about the specifics of product development and management. I had found the book very interesting and absorbing thus far, but in the train, I just could not focus. I was hoping he too was joining my company!

As I looked down at the book, I mentally checked out myself – not bad looking myself, in fact was quite attractive and was told to be photogenic, with a great smile and much greater sense of humor; I was wearing a colorful dress, yet not very stand-out but a simple patterns; I believe it accentuated my personality. I was wearing shades pushed up on to my head. I was wondering if he would see me, when he wakes up or his station comes by.

As the stations rolled on and Taramani was the upcoming one, I discreetly looked myself on my tiny vanity mirror (“looking good”), got up, stole a surreptitious look at Surya – he was still looking handsome, I told myself. I could see early signs of movement on him. I quickly moved and stood in way that I will have to be on his line of sight, just in case he was getting off at the station. As I planted myself on the way, it became quite apparent that he was getting off too… He was taking off his ear plugs and switching off his ipod. I was directly on his way to the door and there is no way he is going to get past me, without looking at me – my heartbeat quickened…

As Surya got up, he looked directly at me, took out his sun-glasses out of his pocket, wore it and took out his stacked white stick, opened it up, tapped it on the ground and moved towards door…

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Author's Note: Had to use "Surya", since my DW has a crush on him ! :-)

5 comments:

mux said...

- Easy read this time.. a change in style or just calm before the storm ?

- beginning - slightly essay-ish.

- interesting: my first job was in Chennai. And though my office was in the city, I was living in Velachery at that time.

- photogenic: code word for not-good-looking-but-good-sense-of-dressing! :)

k said...

Quite a surprise(theme), coming from G. An attempt to woo more female audience ;-) ??

Shouldn't DW be after G! Tall, Dark, handsome, with a Black Belt to boot ;-).

Light reading. with a twist as usual. I can easily visualise a guy doing this on seeing a gal...the reverse could be true too, i guess. Surya..mania.... seems to be rampant among TN gals! After Kamal, ArvindSwamy, Madhavan.....

My vote anyday is for the dad! there is no beating his performance in Sindhu Bhairavi! KB himself acknowledged this recently on Coffee with Anu.

En Chiang said...

nice to read stuff on your blog again...

EnGeetham aka "My Song!" said...

4Mux: You could have been the Surya, that Shalini saw ! :)

4K: :-) I actually started with story with gender switched. Then I thought I'd be stereotyping males; hence went the way as it is now. Btw, I believe Surya is way better actor than Sivakumar (regardless of Sindhu Bhairavi, where Sivakumar was nothing spectacular, but just solid)..

4EnC: Thanks, will try and keep up.

mux said...

Thanks for mapping me to Surya and not Shalini. ;)