Beauty of Solitude

It was in my days of education at kannur polytechnic,we had shifted from Neruda lodge very near to our institution to a house 2 km away,just because of the summer season.summer at kannur dries up our so deeep well at neruda lodge,which will look like a huge tunnel with maybe 1 or 2 buckets of water at the bottom.So u can imagine the biceps which we would have developed during our 1 yr long stay there(they never kept a Pump there as they know the pump will reach the nearest liquor shop,so we had to pull water to the top with rope).So during summer time we all wake up early & stroll through the acacia forest behind our institution,its not to hear the morning birds singing nor to enjoy nature,only nearby bore well was there & as it is a forest and early in the morning it gives us a chance to reply at natures call in nature itself.Bidding farewell to all this morning sores we shifted to our new home,There was Mr.Boothudama(thats what we call him as he owned the PCO near our institution) who was staying in that house,which almost resembled a haunted house , Situated in the centre of vast plot full of trees & plants & grass.as there was no one to keep the surroundings clean.But of course, its natures beauty & we had the advantage of this greenery during summer time.One fine morning ,there comes our landlord,one of my room mates had not paid his rent,though I could not lend him money, i could give him the warning of our landlords arrival.the next moment i heard our toilet door behind our house , banging.He had decided to take asylum inside our toilet till our LL goes.After some usual enquiries LL asked for our hero ,& we replied he had gone to the class early. LL slowly stepped out, we sighed as we thought he was leaving,Dint he believe our words?His actions seemed so, as he moved towards the back portion of the house,we had to interrupt,or else ,then Boothudama initiated a political topic(People in kannur has politics in their blood),it worked,this brought back our LL back to our veranda.Inbetween their hot discussion, we got ready to go for classes,Boothudama also had to leave,seeing all this LL normally has to leave,but he is still sitting there & we could not ask him to leave ,we looked at each other ,hoping to find a solution from the other,but in vain.We could lock the door & leave as LL was sitting in the veranda ,it seemed like he too wanted us to leave, leaving him alone ,finally he broke the ice to tell us that he would be there for a few hours as gireeshan is coming. Hearing this we could not help laughing,but had to control it within ourselves as LL was straight in front of us.With satisfaction of getting a good story to deliver in class about our freind we bid farewell to our LL & left.Yes ! Gireeshan? dont you want to know who he is, He is the one who fells coconuts, & that day he was assigned in our plot to fell coconut.For the next 2-3 hrs, As gireeshan climbed up the trees & fell coconuts our hero who sat inside, unable to move spend his most memorable moments of solitude in life,his ECG would have resembled a route map of Indias rockets.(route map after its launch: not the recent ones,but earlier ones which weve launched)