This evening, I was on the way to get a hair cut. I generally get some relief whenever I do. Maybe because of the gossip and the idea of having to listen to them talk. Of course, I get the least chance to respond.
Entered into the shop and I found that 5 other guys were in a row waiting ahead of me. But the barber surprised me and invited me to sit at the operation chair bypassing all the others. Noticing the visible confusion on my face, barber said, “They are here not for a hair cut but for chatting. They own neighborhood shops.”
“Oh. OK”, I sat.
And as the barber started his work,one of the five men asked, ” What happened next?”
Barber flushed water on my hair and said, “Ah. What else have happened? Goddess Kanakaduraga watched Rojulu Maarayi (Times have changed) in a theater and got down from rickshaw at the kamaan(entrance) of the temple. She said to rickshawallah, hey..it’s not that times have changed..it’s actually people have changed.. and disappeared..”
Another man asked, “You believe it’s right?”
With scissors running on my head, barber said “Why not? it’s so true.. Why times change? See..it’s morning now..night comes..and another morning comes.What’s day today? Thursday..Friday tomorrow..and so on..They never change..It’s only people change. Kanakadurga said it right..”
I was tight lipped and seeing at my lap with my head bent down.