Today a number of old timers braved extremely humid and sweaty conditions to venture out to their good ol' tea spot under an even older banyan tree. But alas, the tree is no more. It has been claimed by Aila, like many other trees all over the city. The cemented sitting area around the base of the tree, often referred to as 'The Throne' amongst its devotees, has also cracked under pressure from the roots of the tree as it was being uprooted.
Thus it has officially gone warmer and sweatier at our favourite tea stall. The area also appears strangely vacant - kind of like naked, for lack of a better expression - and rampant with cockroaches emanating from all around the remaining tree stump. Today a friend was attacked by a flying cockroach.
4 comments:
ha ha... flying cockroaches are dangerous man... i often wonder what it is that makes us scared of cockroaches.. they are so small and not even known to bite humans...
this is heartbreaking news. hope all else is well with the old-timers.
I too have been attacked by a flying cockroach. Its initials are A.C.
The tree thing is depressing.
@ atul : well they gotta be worth something. after all they're all thats going to be left behind post a nuclear holocaust.
@ pp : they are well indeed. and it is heartbreaking, yes.
@ niniel : i am more than a bird, more than a plane, and definitely more than a flying cockroach.
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