A Gowda in Sarai

Somashekara Gowda visited Jia Sarai last week. Basically Somashekara means, one who shakes his body (soma=body and shekara=one who shakes). But i am yet to see someone steadier than our Somashekara Gowda. Once he decides, he gets it. He was my college mate and now he is preparing for civil services (Pub Ad + Geography optionals) and that too while working. I wish him all luck.

We called him 'Gowda' (no relation with Deve Gowda though). A studious guy in college, he even skipped going home during holidays to catch up with his studies. As I was one more moron who skipped going home, Gowda's friendship was handy for arranging lunch (sometimes). He had a rice cooker you know. Ah, the taste of puliogere mix and hot rice...i can never forget those days.

OK, now coming to looks, he resembles a grown up Dexter from Dexter's laboratory. With similar glasses and studious look. I have never heard him speaking anything about love, lust or money. Well, till i showed him around in Delhi last week. He never boozes, never smokes and never tried Marijuana. Had Sankaracharya been alive today, he would have pointed out our Gowda to show how an ideal student should look like and act.

Last week, after meeting guys in Jia Sarai, taking tips for preparations from them and buying tonnes of books, we roamed around in Delhi markets and Akshardham temple. Now, I have a tendency to look at girls (rather stare at them) wherever i go, but Gowda, from the time I recall, was never interested in such things. Things change in Delhi.

After the musical fountain show in Akshardham, we bought some food and sat outside and chatted.

"yes, Gowdare, so...what do you feel about the people in delhi?" I asked

"They are all white-white in color, especially the girls" said Gowda

"Not white white gowda, it's fair you know"

"Look there, there's one blackey among them" Gowda pointed to a man coming with a plate

"ya..."

The man came around and sat next to us and started talking in kannada to his wife.

"Shit, this blacky is also a kannadiga" Gowda observed

Later while coming out, Gowda was deep in thought. I guesstimated he is meditating on something important. Suddenly, he said,

"Tiru, I feel one should come to Delhi to marry, you know you have got good girls out here, beautiful girls"

Boy...was that Gowda speaking? I thought Earth would shake and sun would rise from the west. I felt almost like removing all my clothes in winter and run all the way shouting, "Eureka"

I believe that was the compliment of the year for girls of Delhi as it came from Gowda, the man who never speaks about girls.

Tiru