FF #16
I lean against the gnarled trunk of the majestic raintree at the bus stop. It has an enormous canopy that stretches across to the other side of the road, a nostalgic reminder of the Bangalore that used to be.
I see him as I glance around. An unusually fair complexion; is he Anglo-Indian, I wonder. His medium cropped hair is certainly more brown than black, the heavy stubble on his slightly elongated jaw seems brownish too. His nose is particularly sharp but looks well-balanced by his shy smile that seems to reach his eyes, giving him a friendly look. In his mid to late 20s, he's probably 5'11" in height, but his leanness makes him look taller. He's Hindu, I conclude, as I notice the kara on his left wrist and the several turns of religious red thread tied around the right wrist. He probably isn't Anglo-Indian then, more likely from northern India-- northern Punjab, Kashmir? I notice the yellow soles of his white sneakers as he strolls around the bus stop. His blue and pink checkered shirt lies untucked over his faded blue jeans. Handsome guy. A bus arrives; not mine. He adjusts his grey and orange knapsack and walks towards it.
I'm feeling adventurous this evening, I too get in.
I lean against the gnarled trunk of the majestic raintree at the bus stop. It has an enormous canopy that stretches across to the other side of the road, a nostalgic reminder of the Bangalore that used to be.
I see him as I glance around. An unusually fair complexion; is he Anglo-Indian, I wonder. His medium cropped hair is certainly more brown than black, the heavy stubble on his slightly elongated jaw seems brownish too. His nose is particularly sharp but looks well-balanced by his shy smile that seems to reach his eyes, giving him a friendly look. In his mid to late 20s, he's probably 5'11" in height, but his leanness makes him look taller. He's Hindu, I conclude, as I notice the kara on his left wrist and the several turns of religious red thread tied around the right wrist. He probably isn't Anglo-Indian then, more likely from northern India-- northern Punjab, Kashmir? I notice the yellow soles of his white sneakers as he strolls around the bus stop. His blue and pink checkered shirt lies untucked over his faded blue jeans. Handsome guy. A bus arrives; not mine. He adjusts his grey and orange knapsack and walks towards it.
I'm feeling adventurous this evening, I too get in.
13 Oct 2016
