In one of my first visits to the Literary festival I met a young tuk - tuk drive called Vishu. He dressed like a Bollywood star and looked like one. He stood apart from the other drivers. I have never seen such eyelashes on a man. I wrote an article about him for the Indian Magazine "Culturama" and he proudly kept it in his tuk tuk to show all his passengers.
Sitting in a session this year, there he was in front of me. Is this just a lucky coincidence? Did he seek me out among the thousand of participants?I don't think I will ever know.
Good looking and groomed, his waistcoat the same vibrant colour I remember he wore a couple of years ago.The next day there he was again looking even more the part - yes he is a bit of an enigma.
I asked him about his life and he is seemingly happy ferrying people back and forth.No partner as yet. There is a comforting familiarity in returning after a two year absence and finding Vishu.
Sitting in a session this year, there he was in front of me. Is this just a lucky coincidence? Did he seek me out among the thousand of participants?I don't think I will ever know.
I asked him about his life and he is seemingly happy ferrying people back and forth.No partner as yet. There is a comforting familiarity in returning after a two year absence and finding Vishu.
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