thin king

Good morning,

The misadventures of T-Seeker

Once upon a time there was a colleague who shall be
referred to as T-Seeker for reasons to be unfold. T-Seeker
had a propensity to be outrageously solicitously friendly to
people. And the meaning of the enigmatic prefix T should
become clear without being explained.

One evening, after dinner, he was resting on the railing
outside the hostel room. Without any reason familiar to
anybody, he mouthed, "Hello baiee, say hello to your uncle."
He repeated this a couple of times. Justone Singh, a senior,
who was ambling back to his quarters, was certain that he
was insulted. The burly Singh flicked off his slippers and
dashed towards T-Seeker. In an instant, T-Seeker was on
his heels, scampering up the staircase and into a room
through the open door. The poor occupant thought that there
was some kind of tornado, because Justone was into the
room a few seconds later. By then T-Seeker was not around.
He had streaked in and out of the window like the wind, to
be followed almost immediately by Justone. The bewildered
occupant did not even had time to get up; he never knew
what it was all about. T-Seeker had a narrow escape.

On another occasion, while we were doing field work, he
blurted, "Hello bakul, good morning bakul." He had this
uninhibited way of repeating the greeting of his own making.
The two local policemen were patrolling along the peripheral
road. They came through the gate and approached T-Seeker.
T-Seeker had turned as pale as whitewash, but he kept quiet.
Everybody was quiet. Luckily for him, the policemen, knowing
that it was him were not very sure what he had shouted.
Nevertheless they scolded him, cursed him, shouting all these
abuses, accompanied with all the exemplifications of their
threats. Leg action followed words like one kick and your face
burst open. Fortunately for T-Seeker, nobody else said anything,
and after all the angered actions met no resistance, the two
policemen left, cursing and swearing all the way out. T-Seeker
escaped again; he never could imagined how serious it could
have turned out.

The word bakul refers to the container used by night soil
workers, which resembles an item of the police uniform.
T-Seeker knew some of these local words only. Why he did
what he did was beyond anybody's imagination. But it taught
him a lesson alright.

So, what does the T mean, Thrill, Trouble or what?

Have a nice day.
Ronald