Clapping under a tree -- defying Lord Varun, the rain god |
Emboldened by his triumph over the rain god, Arun began to throw his weight around. Today his target was Nahid Khan, who, for some reason had been needling a meek middle-aged lady, Urmila Sinha. The latter is not a member, but joins us for the exercises
Arun and Banoo Apa pacify Urmila Sinha (c) |
Apparently this morning, Nahid had said something hurtful to her and she, with folded hands, said she would rather not come to the Garden from tomorrow. It was a trivial matter which could be resolved on a one-to-one within minutes. But Yusuf Rassiwala, followed by Banoo Apa, stepped in to console her and then Lord Arun rolled in to put his weight solidly behind Urmila Sinha. Nahid had meanwhile disappeared. In effect, what emerged by way of damage control was an emphatic assertion of who’s the boss and why nobody’s opinion matters during the exercises -- least of all Nahid’s -- except Lord Arun’s.
Amused, Yusuf R tried to put the latter on check, but to no avail. “I am the master,” Lord Arun insisted.
“You may be master of the school,” Yusuf R retorted. “But I am the principal here!”
The poor lady beat a hasty retreat, confused as ever by the inexplicable power play.
Bihari Milwani:
I am glad that positive vibrations overpowered the negative vibrations and brought a big smile on poor Urmila.
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I am glad that positive vibrations overpowered the negative vibrations and brought a big smile on poor Urmila
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