Nurungukal….contd…

    Wayanad is blessed with the active presence of three officers, a veterinary surgeon, an agriculture officer and a dairy extension officer, with whom I have a close liaison. Although they work in different departments ,have lot of similarities in their work culture. They have an excellent field record, which have made them standout.

     A few months back one of them organised a mango fest. The event had his Midas touch, with an extensive collection of mangoes which to me was a reminder of my childhood days.Out of the many a few of the native varieties  crept into my memory and I traversed back many years back nostalgically.When the other participants were vociferously debating on the merits and demerits of each mango, me unknowingly wandered into a past, scaling heights on a swing which my father used to arrange for us on the branch of the granny mango tree, with a partner, none other than our neighbourhood girl, to the envy of the other lads. 

The visuals in my mind about the dash we used to make to collect the yummy small ripe mangoes which might have fallen in the rain the night before , ahead of the other children reach them, no sooner we get up from bed, ignoring the shouting of my mother, awakened me from the slumber. Even the fruits which had been tasted by the bats or squirrels never frightend us about the NIPPO virus in those days.

         The other two both laddies are sprightly and energetic . In their own impeccable way they organised official duties to the welfare of the stake holders of their respective fields.If one is quick to take decisions the other is an expert in presentation having a good command over English and Malayalam.

         Iam keeping the name of these officers antonymous, frankly speaking to keep away from the wrath of others.  If the official fabric is devoid of the services of such dedicated officers, I used to wonder about the fate of our society. My salute to them……..