My uncle passed away little over two weeks ago. My father’s younger brother was a character. As a child his mother would at times tie him to some post - that is how naughty he was. My father who would always be stern with him used to discuss chitappas childhood truancy with pride. So when he called me to say his younger truant of a brother was no more, his voice cracked.
Chitappa was a comedian. You ask him what his favorite movie was - and he would say the last movie he saw. There was an old Tamil movie panama paashama. (Is love or money more important). And he would wisecrack - money.
Years ago he came to see me run in a race. Was dressed in coat and suit walking on the inside of the Track. Every round he would encourage me. Everyone thought he was an official and left him alone.
