It happens only in Kerala
It can happen only in Kerala.
As I sat in the eighth row in MM Hall here, where former president KRN's ashes were kept, a man clad in a white shirt passed by. He had a broad smile on his face, as if he said 'Hi' to everyone he saw. And, he passed me quite close by (barely 30 cms).
It was only when I saw his face and unkempt hair that I realised who he was. He was OC, the CM of Kerala.
A policeman came quite some distance behing, but there was NO pushing, no jostling, nothing. The CM passed a whole row of chairs where we sat this morning, yet there wasn't a single policeman (but of cos there were some policemen up the dias).
A friend, M, later recalled an incident when a new photographer of MM was asked to cover a function at Palakkad, which the CM was to attend. The photographer, being a new-kid-on-the-block went to the place well before time and adjusted and re-adjusted his positioning and lens(he had brought a zoom lens, as he did his internship in Chennai and knew that you couldn't get close to ministers). After finishing his camera-work, he went over and sat in a chair near a guy and asked him, "Sir, I am a MM photographer and was asked to cover this function at 10. It's 10.30, but not even the organisers have come. When will they come? And, I was told that the CM is coming ... when will he be here?" The guy sitting next to him said, "I am the CM.."
He was. He was Mr A K A, the former CM here. Such things can happen only in Kerala (and maybe Pondicherry; I've heard interesting stuff about the Pondicherry CM)
Just imagine the CM strolling past you without any grandeur or pomp. For me, this morning was a 'never-felt-like-that-before' kinda feeling.
As I sat in the eighth row in MM Hall here, where former president KRN's ashes were kept, a man clad in a white shirt passed by. He had a broad smile on his face, as if he said 'Hi' to everyone he saw. And, he passed me quite close by (barely 30 cms).
It was only when I saw his face and unkempt hair that I realised who he was. He was OC, the CM of Kerala.
A policeman came quite some distance behing, but there was NO pushing, no jostling, nothing. The CM passed a whole row of chairs where we sat this morning, yet there wasn't a single policeman (but of cos there were some policemen up the dias).
A friend, M, later recalled an incident when a new photographer of MM was asked to cover a function at Palakkad, which the CM was to attend. The photographer, being a new-kid-on-the-block went to the place well before time and adjusted and re-adjusted his positioning and lens(he had brought a zoom lens, as he did his internship in Chennai and knew that you couldn't get close to ministers). After finishing his camera-work, he went over and sat in a chair near a guy and asked him, "Sir, I am a MM photographer and was asked to cover this function at 10. It's 10.30, but not even the organisers have come. When will they come? And, I was told that the CM is coming ... when will he be here?" The guy sitting next to him said, "I am the CM.."
He was. He was Mr A K A, the former CM here. Such things can happen only in Kerala (and maybe Pondicherry; I've heard interesting stuff about the Pondicherry CM)
Just imagine the CM strolling past you without any grandeur or pomp. For me, this morning was a 'never-felt-like-that-before' kinda feeling.
posted by Rim at 8:20 PM
1 Comments:
Hey Rim
People are kind of these politicos, cause they are often seen and heard.Try travelling in TVM, every starched shirt guy is into politics!
So as they say- Ignorance is bliss!
cheers
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