Being a disorderly orderly person walking which is a must like breathing has become more elusive and erratic reflecting my pesonality.the positive fallout of going to the beach yesterday was that I met my barber after a very long time.He is 76 now, hale and healthy.He is a tall well built man and yet strikingly slim.he lost his wife a decade back.while conversing he made a pertinent observation that he had a wonderful wife-a lady who never raised her voice or had any grumbling.He was very much appreciative of her that he missed her and that they were one among the ideal couples lived thus far in this part of the region.i was reminiscent of my precious first decade of marital life and another decade too before the emergence of a series of currency crisis 0f 1990s in the world economy.we were lucky to enjoy the warmth and comfort of home and women managed the household like a non economist Finance Minister.
My association with the barber began in 1964 -my entry into the PUC-the equivalent of 12th standard in Tagore Arts college housed in calve college building on Mission street.For a haircut the fee charged was just 50 paise-half a rupee.He told me that when he began his professional life in the town-The Bharathi street the rent he paid was Rs 25 and the advance amount was Rs75 only.Till I left for Pune in 1978 he had dressed my hair.Even when I was in presidency college 1968-1970,I made it a point to make visit to pondicherry. He always had a bad feeling of being a barber and how the society looked down upon them and so on.I used to give him support and strength by saying that without their tribe how many cannot present themselves and also that it was a honorable profession where one can have his own freedom of action and not dependent on any employer.Later his son became lawyer and he swapped his profession for trading in rice.that was also short lived and his shop became the office room of his lawyer son.
meeting old friends who had played a significant role and virtually shaped you gives more joy Indeed the life is made up of these kind of small things.Like barber friend there are are many who have lent a helping hand in moulding my life.When i get aged all these nostalgic thoughts fill the mind and make us understand the interdependence in life.True as Adamsmith says, it is not from the benevolence of the butcher, the brewer or the baker that we expect our dinner but from their regard to self interest.But there is always life beyond self interest .Then only market economy will work.We are merely components of a larger general equilibrium system where everything depends upon everything else
My association with the barber began in 1964 -my entry into the PUC-the equivalent of 12th standard in Tagore Arts college housed in calve college building on Mission street.For a haircut the fee charged was just 50 paise-half a rupee.He told me that when he began his professional life in the town-The Bharathi street the rent he paid was Rs 25 and the advance amount was Rs75 only.Till I left for Pune in 1978 he had dressed my hair.Even when I was in presidency college 1968-1970,I made it a point to make visit to pondicherry. He always had a bad feeling of being a barber and how the society looked down upon them and so on.I used to give him support and strength by saying that without their tribe how many cannot present themselves and also that it was a honorable profession where one can have his own freedom of action and not dependent on any employer.Later his son became lawyer and he swapped his profession for trading in rice.that was also short lived and his shop became the office room of his lawyer son.
meeting old friends who had played a significant role and virtually shaped you gives more joy Indeed the life is made up of these kind of small things.Like barber friend there are are many who have lent a helping hand in moulding my life.When i get aged all these nostalgic thoughts fill the mind and make us understand the interdependence in life.True as Adamsmith says, it is not from the benevolence of the butcher, the brewer or the baker that we expect our dinner but from their regard to self interest.But there is always life beyond self interest .Then only market economy will work.We are merely components of a larger general equilibrium system where everything depends upon everything else
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