Wednesday, March 1, 2017

“Morning Constitutional”

Slice of Life Story

One morning – at around 7 AM – I was on my morning walk – when – I saw an elderly man standing on the side of the road. 

The old man seemed to be on his “Morning Constitutional” Walk. 

He seemed to be in his 70– or – maybe he was 75 years old – or even more.

The old man was wearing spotless white Kurta-Pyjama and a clean freshly starched white “Gandhi Topi” Cap (which is common local attire

The elderly man was carrying a walking stick.

The way he was tapping the walking stick on the ground – it seemed that he was having difficulty crossing the road.

I decided to help the man cross the road.

When I went closer – I noticed than the man was wearing thick spectacles – and it appeared that he could hardly see anything – maybe – he was visually impaired . 

I helped the man cross the road.

I asked the old man where he was going – as I wanted to escort the old man to his destination.

But – the old man politely declined my assistance.

The old man said to me that he was going nearby.

He said that he knew the way to his destination  since he walked on this route every morning.

However – I followed him – since I was apprehensive about his safety – since he was near-blind.

I was also curious to know where this elderly man was going – so early in the morning.

Believe it or not – his “destination” was the Country Liquor Bar 

Yes – the elderly man in spotlessly white clothes and cap walked down the road – straight to the “Country Liquor Booze Shop”.

(I have noticed that Country Liquor Shops/Bars open early in the morning and close well past midnight – and there are “patrons” flocking these bars for booze at all times of the day and night – from the “crack of dawn” to the “wee hours past midnight”)

I watched the old man effortlessly negotiate his way into the Country Liquor Bar.

Remember – he had told me – that – this was his route and destination every morning – so  he seemed to be familiar with the place.

I smiled to myself at the “morning routine” of the elderly man.

Soon – like many other “patrons” of the Country Liquor Bar – after getting inebriated with alcohol – he would probably collapse unconscious and pass out “dead drunk” in the lane next to the Booze Shop.

Then – a few hours later – he would wake up and walk home.

Or maybe – he would go into the Country Liquor Bar once again – to drink another “Quarter” Bottle of Liquor… 

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