by Rajesh Thomas
The Assistant Manager's bungalow was abuzz with activity.
A new Assistant Manager had just arrived at his new estate and was waiting impatiently to move into his new abode. The packed lorries of the departing Assistant were at the bungalow drive fully laden.
Only one more task remained - the formality of handing over and taking over of the bungalow between the two Assistants. They quickly went over the inventory. The incoming Assistant could not help wonder about the fine complement of furniture. Bedsteads of rosewood, the comfy planter chair in the corner, the three-seater sofa in the drawing-room and the gleaming teak dining table along with the other sundry polished brass fittings. His mind went to his college days when he had visited his elder brother's planting bungalow and was immediately attracted to the charming bungalow along with the acres of open space in the form of the bungalow garden.
They quickly went over the inventory, ticking off the items as they went room by room.
As they finished the kitchen, they came to the final item on the inventory, one large stone. Outside the kitchen was a large boulder, which was pointed out to the bewildered incoming Assistant. When he queried on the absurdity of handing over a large boulder, which was of no value and use, the reply came that the outgoing Assistant Manager also had had no clue as to how a stone was in the inventory but he was also handed over a one large stone and he was handing over the same faithfully.
The new Assistant manager took charge and life went on. But still, the conundrum of the one large stone continued to baffle him. He inquired about it to the bungalow staff, all of them were relatively new and they were unable to shed any light on it. He asked the staff at the estate office to no avail. Even his manager couldn't fathom the mystery of the one large stone.
Then one day he decided the suspense was too much for him to bear and he decided that he had to get to the bottom of this. So one afternoon he sat in the estate office along with the office peon and went back to all the old files pertaining to the inventories and pored over to them thoroughly.
He had gone through over twenty years of records and then something caught his eye.
The final entry on the inventory list was one large stove and then it dawned on him. A canny Assistant Manager at that time had cunningly converted the V into N by a stroke of a pen and had handed over the large stone outside to the next Assistant Manager and had vamoosed with the large antique cast-iron kitchen stove.
And thus the riddle of the one mysterious large stone was solved.
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Meet the writer:
Rajesh Thomas introduces himself:
"A second generation planter. Born and grew up in the planting
districts of Southern India. Started
my career in the High Ranges and Annamallais Planting Districts for
twelve years. Had a stint in Africa for two years. Since 2009 been
planting in the Nilgiris.
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15 comments:
Too good, Rajesh!! Ingenious predecessor too! Took the stove, but left no stone unturned to leave a bellyful of laughs....!
And I am sure that he would have made a great planter,Rajesh. The industry has always boasted of characters.
Hilarious...
Please keep sharing such experiencces. Lovely narrative.
Lalitha Ramakrishnan says:
I wonder if there are such BRILLIANT assistants even today
What a story! Loved everything about it.
Thanks Sri
Thank you Ma'am
Will definitely try to do so.
Ma'am still find the odd one around even today
Thank You Ma'am
Delightful. Only Rajesh can infuse such humour with his delightful story-telling. I'm sure he inherited this from his father. Keep writing Rajesh, you bring back the flavour of our young planting days.
Thank you Uncle. Will definitely try.
Love it! Can't help wondering how he got it out of the house and all the way to wherever he was taking it, though!
Is this something that actually happened to you?
Sorry saw your comment only now. The protagonist of this story was my fathers younger brother, also a planter, a tale he related to me when I was in college. Sadly he is no more, so dont have anymore details like names etc.
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