There is an unmistakable energy in the air. You wonder where it emanates from. You look hard. And discover that he operates his contraption with a practiced hand. Throwing in that odd spoon of sugar and ratcheting up some noise with a small piece of cane.
You try to stare into his face. And see whats behind that monochromatic stare into his pink produce. You cant decipher much.
You stand there, and simply stare into that contraption. There are furious swirls that are on. And in some time, you see a gathering sponge of pink cotton.
There is some thing unique here. You think. As your heart begins to beat faster and the saliva props in your mouth from nowhere. Enough to make Pavlov beam in his grave. Ditto for his dog.
The gathering swirls seem to pluck more of the pink cotton from nowhere. The swirls seem to have rung a magic in colour. You watch the small piece of cane disappear behind a cloud of pink cotton candy.
The pink in the air makes you think. Of pinks slips. The lay offs. The worsening economy. You wonder where it will lead the world to. Strips of bad habits that the world picked up gathered up as a huge ball of pink.
By now, the saliva in your mouth makes its presence felt. The thoughts of the economy or the recession disappear like share prices on wall street. Its now ready. Your pink cloud of sugar candy. He thrusts it in your face. Not even looking at you. And moves on to the next customer.
Your heart continues to beat fast. You tell yourself.
The price of cotton candy : Rs. 20. The calories which you would add : a 100 ! The worry on hygiene and such other factors : Rs.400/- for consultation and an equal sum on medicine.
The look of amusement on the faces of children, as you lick away the last strand of cotton candy and nudges from the missus, urging you to behave….. is large scale capital erosion !
But the memories that come rushing back to you from an earlier time. When you ran about in grey knickers, and treated 25 paise as a heavenly sum, and thought of cricket and cotton candy as proof that God existed…. Priceless !
That unmistakable energy permeates. You no longer wonder where it comes from !