Gestalt Moment at Post Office.

Today morning 10am to 11am went to deposit some amount for my daughter Sooryavelaa Sukanya Samriddhi Account. Fair crowd. Around 4 people in front of me, standing on queue. 

Neighbour Pichai Pillai went to sit near a old village woman on a bench after seeing me on queue. I didn't see him, ignored him, because behind me came Stores Department Vasudevan who will retire as Manager of BHEL Ranipet. 

He is from Sengam near Sathanur Dam, Thiru Annamalai Temple. We started talking about RMS, that is Raw Material Stores Department, Indian Air Force Sergeant retired Sadhasivam Mottur near Seeka Raja Puram, BHEL Ranipet. 

He replied he didn't see Sadhasivam past many years... 

I didn't explain to him that Sadhasivam may be involved in my wife Muthu Lakshmi rape & murder case as an Goondas Act Accused for aiding & abetting group sex gang rape of Muthu Lakshmi by BHEL Ranipet Managers. 

I didn't ask more about Sadhasivam. Meanwhile 2 women stood before me. 1 woman "Jadai hair busu busu" ....(her age may be below 30) ....was so near my hands, elbow side. Created some kilu kilu feelings. 

To avoid the "Kilu Kilu" feelings I stepped back, created a gap between 2 people on the queue. Moreover the Owl 🦉 face of Pichai Pillai neighbour sitting on the bench directly opposite to me, scared me.

I can say a Gestalt Moment happened for me, (may be due to the Owl 🦉 face of Pichai Pillai?) standing in queue at the Post Office. Which I felt like tremors again at 11pm, while preparing to sleep 💤 😴, reminiscing the days events that went by. Which pushed me to write this short story /blog.

But Pichai Pillai who sat just straight to me on a bench, near another village old woman, didn't like my talks with Stores, RMS Department BHEL Ranipet Vasudevan. 

Pichai Pillai face went black, red, anger mode to see my casual talks with Vasudevan. 

Meanwhile the "busu busu busu busu Jadai hair" woman in front of me moved forward, did her deposit of Post office funds and left the place by walking. After coming to home, by 11pm today, when I was recollecting all those happenings, events, "Pon meni urgudhe, en aasai pergudhe, edhedho idhayam thonudhe, Pani kartiley, thara dha, thara dha, thara dha" film music of Kamal Hasan with Silk Smitha came to my mind.

Film Moonraam Pirai.

Laughed inside me by imagining that I was dancing at the Post Office queue for the 🥁 🛢️ sound of that film song...

Pon meni... dadadadam...🥁🥁🥁

urgudhe....dadadadam...🥁🥁🥁

En aasai... dadadadam...🥁🥁🥁

pergudhe...dadadadam...🥁🥁🥁

Edhedho idhayam thonudhe... dadadadam...🥁🥁🥁

Engeyo ninaivu pogudhe... dadadadam...🥁🥁🥁

Pani kartiley thara dha thara dha thara dha.....🥁🥁🥁

 Thank God, such jolly mood never came at 10am while standing at the queue. Because Pichai Pillai neighbour will get angry & he may also shout at that moment. Next thing, I was so immersed in asking questions with this Vasudevan. 

Next thing, the 

dadadadam...🥁🥁🥁

dadadadam...🥁🥁🥁

dadadadam...🥁🥁🥁

Usually shakes any man,

Woman with funny shakers & movers dance steps, which would have created high level comedy theatrics, selfie optics at the Post Office queue.

Which I dutifully avoided.

Given the very bad name, "badnaami" already I am in.

Thank God again!

Om Namah Shivaya 🙏 

Om Namo Narayanaya 🙏.

Pasupathi Kumarappan.
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