Well, I could not come up with a better name than that.
Birthdays, a time which I consider a very private and special moment meant to share with Special people and I am glad that group is getting larger slowly. It means that I have learnt to receive many blessings of moments from others.
I missed S who has migrated to the US. We had formed a tiny ritual of always meeting on our bdays and showering each other with not one but many silly gifts. Its not about the gifts but the love with which both of us took the pain to get for each other and both of us would find something special which we always wanted.. I have not found that in any other friend but then we are kindred spirits … yes we are… so well, she not to be outdone by distance like me, made it a point to make her presence known via online gifting service, who called me several times….
From the signal opposite my workplace, 3 times,asking me to come and collect the gift, leading me to a wrong place to collect it and then finally having me give up and asking him to come over to the 5th floor at work.. GAH..
When I saw what he got, I immediately knew it was none other than S.
Well, bless you !! I never missed you more… but I could feel your love all the way from Dulles.
Yeah the card with lot of writing is pending.. She always makes it a point to give me a card writing out her thoughts which I have kept across the years… And yeah I do the same, even when I am lazy, she makes sure I do the same… since I also like it that way..
So S, I really was warmed by your touching me from so far across.. with cakes,flowers, gifts, teddy bear.
A and family, I thank you for your cakes and flowers as well… Love to the little one.. I remember you doing your bit to cheer me up last time in Old Magazine House as well.. appreciated that.
So as I am driving from one office to another, bliss in my mind, generally happy, I take a uturn and there is this young somewhat goodlookin cop who stops me and shows me the No Uturn board. Sigh.. ‘
I had an empty wallet and when he asked me to pay up, I said I did not have money. He did not believe me and out came the Inspector from a funny hiding place between two posts. I waited. This was a typical fight or flight situation. I decided I will do neither and settled in for inquisition and negotiation.
Deep breath In : Deep Breath Out and with the best helpless yet positive and honest smile that I could manage, I greeted the Inspector.
Inspector (mumbling) : So Madam !! you see you have to pay 100/- 
Me (showing him an empty wallet) : Look Sir, no money. Do you have a swiping machine via which I could pay ?
Inspector (looks at me weirdly) : No machine but you have to pay 100/-
Me (again showing him an empty wallet) : its the end of the month and I really have not gone to the ATM to get cash. Look sir, I am not lying. ( all the time smiling sheepishly)
Inspector (scratches his head): He peers into my car and sees that my car does not have any elements he can flick. ( I keep my car pretty functional without any knick knacks. ) He peers out and peers in again.
Madam : Give me your license. !
Me : I give him my license. Sir, today is my birthday and I am on my way to the office. You see roses and sweets..
Inspector : Smiles . OK OK…. So Madam, where are you from. Pallavi Bhaskara. (Ok I have been called Bwawa, Baruca, Brawa, but well, yet another version of my title Bhaskara for Baruah : And my ID is bold and big for them to read)
Me : I am from here. ( it was on the tip of my tongue to correct him but what the heck !! I played along)
Inspector : Where is Bhaskara working ?
Me : Bhaskara is working here.
Inspector : (Pause) So…… you a Mallu.( my Mallu friends were teasing me that maybe Mallus are damn care drivers, so the assumption)
Me (without blinking my eye) : No I am a Kannadiga and Bhaskara is also a Kannadiga.
Inspector : Good good. Ok Madam you have to give 100/-
Me (tapping inside my brain for patience) : Sir, I have flowers , please take them. I dont have money right now. ( I give him the flowers)
Inspector (jumping back) : No No !! ( well it was just flowers.. !! :O ) then another Pause… peers again inside the car. Ok Madam !! give me your phone number .
Me ( hesitant and tempted to give a wrong number but does not) : I give him my phone number. He immediately calls up and my phone rings. He looks to verify. That saves me. If I had given the wrong number, it would have worsened my case.
Inspector Ok Madam, I will call you.
Me What is your name Sir ? 909283283 is your number ?
Inspector Wait Madam, you are too fast. Yes thats my number and my name is Manjunatha.
Me Ok Manjunath, please call me and come by and pick up your 100/-
Inspector yes madam, I will call you..
Me : I start my car and they suddenly become very enthusiastic and wish me loudly
HAPPY NEW YEAR HAPPY NEW YEAR …HAPPY BIRTHDAY !! ( Happy new Year ???? )
I drive off with a smile interested to see what will happen next…..
2 days Later : I get a call from this cop. Madam, I want to meet you ( I was like : Well thats a good start) I ask him if he wants the money. He says yes. I tell him that my Husband and my father were waiting to give him the money and call him to a particular landmark. He reaches the Landmark and does not come further. I tell him to come by so many times, but he wants me to meet him. In that pull and push conversation, I tell him to come to my office the next day.
I think he got scared when he heard my husband and father were waiting for him. Funny how some lines can mean a threat even without meaning to.
Well, I am still waiting with 100/- and waiting for him to call.
If he is smart, he will realise that to get that 100/- he is having to spend more than that.. LOLOL..
Poor guy..
Depends, how much 100/- means to him..
Moral of the Story : Honesty and flowers helped me get away without any guilt. So it pays..







