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Kinshuk... help...Help ...help.

The need to call for help from Kinshuk does sound strange but I feel he is there to help all those who need it. See not the disallowed (banned or branded for Kinshuk) such was the advice given to most of my students. If there was a mouse hiding somewhere in the house, all that was needed was to call Kinshuk. The mouse could never get easy entry into my house and if it did, Kinshuk would chase it away in a bizarre manner. Many a time I have told my students who came home (for tuitions, yaar), to bear with my ire and exasperation on noticing a mouse.There goes a shrill call to Kinshuk and he rushes to help me find the mouse and chase it away. I hate traps as my heart misses a beat to see a trapped rat. Poison (venomous potion) is not the right way to ensnare a mouse but I am fond of 'Poison' (a pleasant perfume).

Well, the highly enterprising Kinshuk 'not exactly a pied piper', but keeps whistling till he holds the mouse by the tail, then humming his favourite song, he flings the mouse into the bushes often guarded by cats. Kinshuk was a bad student and so was thrown out of school for bad performance at studies. Later I heard that after being dropped out of school, he had left for a sanitising break to his grandparents' home in Ahmedabad. There he continued with his weird hobby. Fortunately he was noticed by a microbiologist who runs a laboratory for marsupial creatures...One can call it a sanatorium for marsupials. Today he is the assistant director for a gang of rat hunters.After all he was not a wimp.


Odd professions do attract my attention. Met a Sird (sardarji) recently as he needed an assistant. His agency specialises in verifying the veracity of CVs. Of course, not to forget mentioning  having read an article/column on corporate culture by a light-hearted columnist.....how 'light' can culture be? Well the Sardarji is doing a painstaking job with about a handful of investigators and analysts to verify every CV forwarded by employers who pay him a fixed rate for the job. The client (employer) can be as tall as the Tatas or a small container-manufacturer in  a remote town. I don't find this job very different from the man who walks stealthily in parks of Mumbai with set of tools in a leather pouch to clean up ears and rid them of vintage wax. So, if you find somebody doing odd jobs to earn a living, raise a hat if not propose a toast.

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