The mango season is back with a bang and so are the mango pluckers going around with their paraphernalia eyeing mango trees for the crop they are yielding which means another day of earning their (mango pluckers) living.
So I was not surprised to see the familiar face of the mango plucker making an appearance one early morning to go about his job and creating a ‘job’ subsequently for us, which meant making the environment conducive for turning the raw mangoes into ripe ones (making room for this is no joke with space constraint).
The mango plucker and his helper finished downing the crop with utmost dexterity in less than an hour transferring the same to the corner reserved for it in our house. As he was taking leave after collecting his booty, he scrutinized me from top to bottom and appearing surprised said, ‘amma, you seem to be all set to go out, is ‘ayya’ also coming with you?’. I shook my head saying it was only I who had to attend a meeting. His reaction was one of shock and disbelief and I didn’t know how to react to his next words, ‘amma, are YOU going to a meeting?’
n.meera raghavendra rao