“What do you want me to do?” Vel looked at the Manager.
“Don’t take part in the activities of the union.” He told again.
Though the manager was his classmate till he completed his schooling, they both differed in many ways.
“I am not talking to you as a manager now. I talk to you as you are my friend right from the school, please” He tried to convince Vel and get him out of the election.
“No need to convince me again and again. I have already decided. This year I am in the electoral and will try for a position in the union.” Vel replied him in a stubborn tone.
“Hmm, why don’t you keep yourself away from all these things” Sri asked him in a pleading tone.
“The reason is I want to help people around me” Vel replied.
“You can do it in so many ways. Please, don’t get into this. It can spoil your family life also. Already you are in trouble, why to have this also.” Sri answered.
“Will you please stop this nonsense? Who told you I have problems at home?” Vel could not control his anger.
“Ok, I will not go personal. But listen to me.” Sri requested him.
“No one can stop me. I will be in the elections.” Vel left the place immediately.
“Hmm, but I know what to do” Sri murmured himself.
Around 7 o’ clock in the evening, Sri visited Vel’s house. When Vel entered his home, he could hear the familiar voice chatting with his mother. He immediately recognized it to be Sri’s and he very well knew what he will be talking to his mother.
“Welcome home. So surprising to see you here” Vel’s remark did not surprise Sri.
“I came over here to meet my aunty. I don’t want anyone’s permission to come.” Sri replied Vel.
Vel’s mother could not understand the conversation between them.
“Keep talking, I will go and bring something to eat” Vel’s mother entered the kitchen.
“Anything special to share with me” Sri asked Vel.
“Nothing, you carry on with your business” Vel sat down on the other end of the sofa and started to read the evening newspaper.
After eating the dosas that Vel’s mother served, Sri started home. Vel walked along with him to the door.
Starting his bike, Sri looked at Vel. He could not help smiling at him.
“Hey, what makes you smile like this at me?” Vel enquired Sri.
“I heard you are becoming a wanted person in some routes. Is it so?” Sri’s question hit him directly.
“I am always a wanted person, not negative, always positive.” Vel replied.
“I know you are handsome, a bubbly young guy!” Sri laughed at him.
“Mind your words. I know what you mean.” Vel frowned at him.
“See you tomorrow. Good night.” Sri kicked the bike and left the place with a chuckle.
“I think he spies on me. I don’t know how he gets all news about me.” Vel could not find out, how Sri keeps track of all his activities and he wondered who gave Sri all the updated reports about him.