“Sunaina, are you ready?”, he called out, standing mid way through the hall and checking out in the direction of the kitchen.
“Grandpa, here I am at the entrance”, I replied in high tone, excitedly.
“Riding a horse already?”, laughed grandpa, as he turned to the garage.
In a sense, grandpa was right. I was excited and was in a great hurry. The reason was so!

I always look forward to the summer break with my grandparents, as I get to spend time leisurely, at the quaint town with its rustic slow pace of life. One of the things that I love is venturing out with grandpa whether it’s for a market visit or to Reforms Club where he plays Snooker or Bridge with his friends. Today I was to attend a live performance by one of his friend, Adijay, at club.

“Adijay is not the ordinary man you would come across. He is one in lakhs”, informed grandpa, while starting the scooter.
“Then why is he languishing here? He should have been in the town, minting money”, I wondered while joining him pillion.
“He is younger to me. May be younger by a decade. Friendship however doesn’t need the age to be in sync. It only knows the matching frequency”, said he, letting my question vanish in thin air.

Till now, I had learnt from Granny that Mr Adijay was a dork. He was a synonym with unpredictability. He was few years shy of retirement. How he continued in his job for so long was a big mystery according to her. He would turn up at Granny’s kitchen at odd hours of the day with only one demand, hot and tasty food! It then had to be followed by the cup of tea.

Saints and my granny have some strands of DNAs in common; so she has may of Adijay’s kind, who would visit with quirky demands. With an eternal broad smile on her face, she welcomes one and all, whether it meant invited or uninvited guests!

“Recently he had taken up liking for guitar. Learning the instrument on his own, today he is going to perform live at the club”, said Grandpa, turning back to me and gesturing me to alight. I was so lost in my thoughts that I barely noticed that we had arrived at the club. I then followed grandpa to the club’s auditorium.

Adjusting my sight to the dim light inside, I took a while. Settling in one of the chairs in the front row, I glanced up at the stage. I was startled. I spotted a huge, clumsy, voluptuous frame with unkempt hair and stubby face. He was busy tuning the strings of guitar and had a cigarette in his mouth. Suddenly he turned to left, moved his cigarette to the side of the jaw and gibbered something to the drummer.

‘He is none less than an ape’, a lightening thought flashed in my mind. I turned to grandpa who was busy chatting with one of the guests. A handful of guests were still settling and few were making themselves comfortable.

“Grandpa, Mr Adijay is a true descendant of apes”, I whispered sounding scandalous.
“He is very much a human who had made a monkey of self”, replied Grandpa in atone laced with philosophy. He held my hand and continued, “Lets enjoy the performance now and will have a word later”.

Mr Adijay did churn out some soulful melodies and a few hard-rock numbers as well, with ease. His versatility startled me. Though I was enjoying the performance, I was eagerly waiting for it to get over. An hour or so later, we immersed out of the auditorium after congratulating Mr Adijay for his performance. Soon we made tracks for house.

“Adijay, long back was a boy with a very high IQ. He excelled in academics as well as sports. He had a promising future. Had he not got into questionable company and bad habits, he would have been minting money in town as you thought. One step in the wrong direction means thousand steps to get back on track. He is still fumbling but the life waits for no one. It goes on. He is yet to find his path though there may be only the quarter of life left with him to figure out. Mark Twain wisely said that the two most important days in your life are the day you are born and the day you find out why. Second day doesnt dawn for many. Adijay belongs to there for his is a wasted life…may be”, sighed Grandpa and the bleak shades flashed across his face.

“But he is a gem of a person, Sunaina. Visit his house and you will find at least a dozen of stray dogs waiting for him at his door steps. They are his only kith and kin now. Whatever little he earns is mostly spent on gardening. All the vegetables he grows at the backyard are given away to the needy. He would be the first person to show up if you raise an alarm”, said grandpa and I could witness usual brightness returning to his face.

“And now if you are done, join me at the dining table and have a bite. Adijay must be around the corner, for he hadn’t been to us for almost a week now”, predicted granny with a chuckle.

And the doorbell rang!

Linking this post to #FridayReflections by Shalini and Corinne


neerajme · August 4, 2018 at 6:49 pm

wonderful write up.

    Anagha Yatin · August 5, 2018 at 1:35 pm

    Thank you Neeraj.

Swagata Tarafdar · August 4, 2018 at 6:54 pm

The story is good, with an unusual character. I liked the character of Adijay.

    Anagha Yatin · August 5, 2018 at 1:34 pm

    Thank you Swagata for visiting and sharing your views.

Bellybytes · August 4, 2018 at 8:47 pm

Well it was a wasted life no doubt …

    Anagha Yatin · August 5, 2018 at 1:33 pm

    Probably in the eyes of society, yes. But we dont know if Adijay thinks it so. May be he is happy with what he has done so far. We never know! May be is a big question…
    Thanks Sunita for visiting and sharing your thought.

Shilpa Garg · August 4, 2018 at 9:56 pm

Interesting story with an intriguing character. Would like to know more about Adijay!

    Anagha Yatin · August 5, 2018 at 1:28 pm

    May be one day, some day Adijay will pop up in my imaginary land with some story to throw light on himself!
    Thanks Shilpa for visiting and sharing your thought.

Varsh · August 4, 2018 at 10:40 pm

If only and what if are the two biggest hopeful and hopeless phrases. What we make of them is what matters. May be Adijay wasn’t meant to mint money.

    Anagha Yatin · August 5, 2018 at 1:26 pm

    You said it Varsh! Adijay is not meant for minting money. He has a different path to trade.
    Thanks for visiting and sharing your thoughts.

Jhilmil Bhansali · August 4, 2018 at 11:08 pm

Quite interesting write up, Adijay’s character was quite intriguing

    Anagha Yatin · August 5, 2018 at 1:25 pm

    Thanks Jhilmil. Yes, likes of Adijay are always intriguing. Thanks for sharing your thoughts dear.

Pri · August 4, 2018 at 11:54 pm

Well, as long as Adijay is happy following his heart, I think he is better off than most people judging his life. I think Adijay is in a good space. A life centred around passion is not wasted life at all! 🙂

    Anagha Yatin · August 5, 2018 at 1:24 pm

    True that Priyanka. As long as one is happy about one’s choice, one need not bother about what others feel about it. Adijay probably belongs to this clan… mast maula clan!!!

Sachin Baikar · August 5, 2018 at 11:35 am

A different story from you ? Anagha.
It was a nice read. Thanks for sharing ?

    Anagha Yatin · August 5, 2018 at 1:22 pm

    Thanks Sachin.

Kishor Kr · August 5, 2018 at 11:53 am

I don’t understand why people judge a person’s success with money. As far as I can see Mr. Adijay surely lives a far better life than money minting drones who can hardly find time for happiness in their life. What he’s doing is noble why cannot anyone see that? It’s not how much money one makes in life, it’s how much joyful days a man has lived. If God made us, he didn’t make us to make money, but to have a great time living in harmony with other animals and thing he created.

    Anagha Yatin · August 5, 2018 at 1:19 pm

    I so agree you Kishor. The benchmark for happiness is person specific. There cant be standard yardsticks for measuring contentment.
    Probably Adijay’s bad company and habits is something he could have avoided. For man is known by the company he keeps and bad habits are worst master!
    Thanks for visiting and sharing your thoughts. I am so glad you put forth this valuable dimension.

Sajid Akhter · August 5, 2018 at 12:44 pm

Hi Anagha,

Good article. Your post are very engaging. I like the character of Adijay. He looks to be like a true allrounder who likes to follow his passion.

Thanks for sharing, have a great day. 🙂

    Anagha Yatin · August 5, 2018 at 1:21 pm

    A different human being, travelling on a self tailored path is all I can say about Adijay.
    Thank you for visiting, encouraging and sharing your thought!

Milan · August 5, 2018 at 9:43 pm

Liked this character Adijay. As always good narration comin g from u

    Anagha Yatin · August 6, 2018 at 4:49 pm

    Thanks Milan for the kind words.

Alice Gerard · August 6, 2018 at 10:01 am

Great story with interesting characters who are on different parts of their journey.

    Anagha Yatin · August 6, 2018 at 4:49 pm

    Thank you Alice

Hena Jose · August 6, 2018 at 10:09 am

Adijay : you have woven this character well

    Anagha Yatin · August 6, 2018 at 4:50 pm

    Thanks Hena

Sonia Chatterjee · August 6, 2018 at 10:58 am

Adijay – unique name and character. I am sure he is a happy man too. The benchmark for success in our society is quite flawed. In my opinion, he is chasing his passion though he might not be making a lot of money and that should be satisfying for him.

    Anagha Yatin · August 6, 2018 at 4:51 pm

    May be…and that’s why life is beautiful for one and all whether it fits the norms or otherwise! Thanks Sonia for visiting.

Anshu Bhojnagarwala · August 6, 2018 at 5:22 pm

Lovely piece of fiction, Anagha! Not only the name is unique, Adijay, but also the characterisation. I also liked the fact that people turn up at granny’s kitchen at odd hours and she instead of making a face caters to them happily. It has an old world charm. Enjoyed this.

vartikasdiary1 · August 6, 2018 at 7:08 pm

Loved this piece Anagha, especially the name Adijay, which is quite unique and of course his intriguing character too.

Manisha Awasthi · August 7, 2018 at 12:41 am

Great write up. Seems like Adijay is enjoying what he is doing.

    Anagha Yatin · August 7, 2018 at 6:37 am

    Thanks Manisha for visiting and sharing your thought on Adijay.

Ness · August 7, 2018 at 5:26 pm

Interesting and clever story. I like how you wove the prompts together. Nice work.

    Anagha Yatin · August 7, 2018 at 6:15 pm

    Thanks Ness for visiting and sharing your kind words for my story.

Jyotirmoy Sarkar · August 7, 2018 at 9:03 pm

Uncommon but highly interesting story, loved the way you have presented it.

    Anagha Yatin · August 8, 2018 at 9:59 am

    Thanks Jyotirmoy.

Corinne Rodrigues · August 16, 2018 at 9:58 pm

Lovely story! I like how you built up his character.

    Anagha Yatin · August 18, 2018 at 1:39 pm

    Thanks Corinne. Glad you liked it.

deepa joshi · September 13, 2018 at 3:21 pm

very nice and well written story Anagha….keep it up.

    Anagha Yatin · September 13, 2018 at 3:48 pm

    Thank you Deepa.

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