Smarting For Martin

Me Colombian's local friend living with his family at the moment in Osaka, Japan with his petite wife and seven children, with some of them married now; making my friend a grandfather told me that he is not the only one that practices the 'Deaf & Dumb' reproduction technique, as I mentioned in my last weeks column.

He asked me Colombian, over the phone all the way from Osaka. "What about all the men and women all over the world, married aliens and reproducing in sign language?". Which is true, in fact there are many that have got hooked on to men and women, sometimes so haphazardly that they have come to know their spouses name only at the registrar's office.

Though me Colombian's dear friend in Osaka married for love and love alone Darlings! I know of many who married for many other reasons than that thing called love.

Like for example, look my dears? people can and will trail you only while the going is good. Like in the case of that 'Gem Martin'. That gem of a boy from the land of gems who became the proud owner of the 60 million jackpot recently.

Darleeeengs! can you imagine with that kind of monies dears, which are the ones that will not make up to any one? Even if it was the 'Hunch Back of Notre Dam' or even a 'One Eyed Monster' But aney! In this case it seems it is not just the case of one that is trailing Martin it seems.

The 'Lotharai Mandalaya' has declared that there are more than 20 inquiries a day asking for Martin's address? But darlings, the clever man knowing the way of this world (which someone said looks like an over kicked football, when one looks at it from the moon, naturally with people like the ones who are stalking Martin living in it) has gone into hiding it seems.

Me Colombian was told that a bunch of NGOs and other charitable organisations are all trailing the man for hand-outs they say.

Hmm... that's the way dears, there is a saying which goes "Gedi thiyena gahata thamai gal gahanne" (Stones are thrown at trees that has bared fruit) Unless the english speaking me Colombian's 'Kolomba Kollo' do not believe in throwing stones at trees but at glass houses instead, for which the fellows are notorious for. But Darlings! as one of me Colombian's colleagues complained the other day it is always the case as he remembers whenever he was worth something.

The travel trade and PR companies (other than a few who had remained friends even though they have no special favours by associating with him)used to fall all over him so much dears that in case he sneezed while talking to any of them on the phone 'those days' there sure to be the 'Koththamalli' flask arriving at his door-step by evening.

Me Colombian agrees with him but reminded him that people have to scratch each others back to survive unless it is a close encounter with affection and friendship. But the problem also is that me Colombian's colleague is also a bit of a 'mutt' (may be the shortened form for Mutton, it would have been more direct if the term 'Goat' was used no?) because the poor chap gets all friends, colleagues and 'opportunists' mixed-up.

The chap thinks all those 'opportunists' that he met during his tenure in office are all friends? Aney Darlings! me Colombian told him that it is natural that those people will remind you of your birthday months ahead and keep reminding you hence you forget.

This is all while you are of some use to them but dears! The moment you slip out of the path those people cease to even remember that you were even born and is around. Haiyo, haiyo.

Well! if me Colombian had to tell his 'Aunt Dagma'. You remember the one from his neighbourhood, that Dagma The good; Myeee... she would have said "Yes child! I don't no what opportunist this and that but real shameless fellows no? Will talk like to give the heart on a plate but will use and use for every little thing, after that can't remember even, as if dead and born again no?"

Yes Darlings! only that Martin fellow will be remembered until he runs out of his lottery money.

The 60 million! do you remember? how to forget no? In a hurry. But Darlings! These incidents are common in scribes' lives. What about people who fall in and out power? Same story no?

Many stories Meya! Like that lady who glided into power languishing beside her husband at one time. Now you must meet her to hear her comments.

"Aney Darling! Issara balanda onay, oluwe mudune indala mahapota angillata wenakal salakilla. Aney Madame! Arakada, mekada kiyala wedak nehe. Den ungawa behethakatawath hoya ganda nehe". (Those days when we had power within our reach, people were so concerned but now they are not around any more).

So I told my scribe friend that he should take these people with a pinch of salt, so he will not lament; the way he is doing now.

If these things befall on the mighty and the powerful what for the talking about mortals like us no?

The thing is when you are the deciding factor a lot of superfluous flies can set on you. One has to be aware of such flies and keep away from them.

"But the way they do their patronizing dance how do differentiate flies from friends?" Asks my scribe friend, who has had the butt of things.