All Roads Lead to Rome.........?

So was taught to me in school by English teachers who glorified the existence of a city which I bet they wouldn’t’ be seeing in their lifetime. With due respect to their experience and their gray hair, I wish to differ from the knowledge they imparted as no road leads to Rome but to some place fit enough to burn calories. The bug caught on to me and I found myself walking towards the Malleswaram Sankey Tank, 6 am in the morning every single day – trust me I never woke up this early even for MBA exams.

 

I don’t intend to explain what sankey looks like – u wanna know, u better go – but what I’ve observed from the past one week is this:-

 

-          I can understand a toddler quacking at ducks in the sankey water to attract their attention but men over 40 trying to do the same with an intention of getting attention from young girls is certainly not a rejuvenating act – not early in the morning.

-          You walk so that u exercise your body, breath in lots of fresh air, fill it in your damn lungs and pile on the energy for the entire day. So stop b@$%^&*g about your daughter – in – law, your neighbor’s dog and the politician’s girlfriends. Just walk your walk, you don’t need to talk.  

-          My dear lovebirds, I know it’s tough to keep your hands off your partner but imagine getting caught in the middle of the act perhaps by your dad’s friend who paces up and down the length of sankey tank checking out young girls. My suggestion – get a room.

-          One last thing – its time you fake laughter groups remain silent (we call it dead air in Radio Lingo) or shifted your camp to some place else. Haven’t you realized the ducks swim nowhere near you? Imagine my plight.

 

Sometimes I think I should have got myself a treadmill but trust me getting this kind of free entertainment five minutes away from home makes my on air performance better. I hope and pray that Sankey Tank remains the way it is and doesn’t get run over by METRO.