DAY 110

There are some images which stick to the walls of your brain for ever.

It might not be connected to your life in any which way, manner or form.

It might not teach you a thing or two about life.

It might not make you think out of the box.

It might not rekindle memories -good, bad and ugly.

It might not provoke you to action.

It might not evoke your passion.

Most of the time it is as mundane as it gets; found in obscure places; and characterized by miss-if-you-blink trait.

Yet, these images stick to the walls of your brain even after life has eroded your memory.

Simply because, at the time of contact, they brought a smile to your face. Unconsciously they let your smile stretch from ear to ear with their humor, with their earnestness, with their innocence.

Nothing does it better than funny boards, graffiti and new-age poetry on the back of auto rickshaws.

I still remember the name board of a barber shop in a small village, where people hardly spoke any language other than their own and which was definitely not English.
This is what it said: God Made Man and Prakasam Made Man Gentleman.

Yep -that was the name of his shop. It was not a tag line but it was the name of his shop. I cross-checked the information.

And I remember almost screeching to a halt when this name board caught my eye - and I remember laughing for a long time till I felt tears in the corner of my eyes.

And I know for sure that even when I am 80 I will remember this one.

The same goes for this image. It was just a plain wall and I could not find a `Puncher' shop either up in the sky or on either side of wall or for that matter anywhere nearby.

It was an image that almost cried out to me -` Smile Please! '