Cable சங்கர்

  மூடப்பட்ட அண்ணாநகர் ரோட் சைட் கடைகள் கொஞ்சம் ஹைஃபை உணவங்கள் எங்கே புதியதாய் திறக்கப்படும் என்று பார்த்தால் அது நுங்கம்பாக்கம் காதர் நவாஸ்கான் ரோடாகத்தான் இருக்கும். அதே போல மிடில் ரேஞ்ச் கடைகள் என்றால் அது அண்ணாநகர் சாந்தி காலனியாய் இருக்கும். ஆனால் கடந்த சில வருடங்களாய் சென்னையின் முக்கிய இடங்கள் ரோட் சைட் புட் ஷாப்புகள் நிறைய முளைக்க ஆரம்பித்தது. அதுவும் நடு ராத்திரி பிரியாணி கடைகள். ஒருசின்ன டிரக்கில் ஆரம்பித்தார்கள். தையல் இலை பிரியாணி, வாழை இலை பிரியானி, அந்த பாய் பிரியாணி, இந்த பாய் ப்ரியாணி. என ஆரம்பித்து அண்ணாநகர் 5வது அவின்யூவில் இடது வலது எங்கும் டேபிள் எல்லாம் போட்டு கடை பரப்ப ஆரம்பித்து விட்டார்கள். விதவிதமான உணவுகள். தள்ளுவண்டிகளில், வீட்டிலிருந்து காரை எடுத்துவந்து டிக்கியில் வைத்து குடும்பமாய் கடை பரப்பி பானிபூரி முதல் நெய் சோறு வரை விற்றார்கள். மெல்ல 5வது அவின்யூ புல் ஆகி, நான்காவது, அண்ணாநகர் மெயிண்ட் ரோட் என எல்லா இடங்களிலும் கடைகள் முளைத்து செம்ம வியாபாரம் ஆகிக் கொண்டிருந்த வேளையில் கடந்த ஒரு வாரமாய் எல்லாக் கடைகளும் தூக்கப்பட்டு அண்ணாநகரே அலம்பி விட்டார்ப் போ...

Me Things started happening rapidly, just as Siddharth had said. Even though we were staying at the ECR road house, we met daily at the lobby of a star hotel. He lectured us on what needed to be done and how. He had analysed the plans and the potential problems with great precision. He gave believable answers to all our questions. At one point, as we listened to him, both Sharmi and I started to feel as if all of this was quite ordinary. It seemed that even the initial nervousness Sharmi had was completely gone. She listened to everything very enthusiastically. The intense desire to settle down in a big way through this one robbery was evident in her words and eyes, which worried me. She had lost herself for money. Why should I cooperate with someone ready to do anything to make some money? Was what I felt for her love? Based on what? Physical attraction? Or something deeper? If it were physical, we had both been exposed to the extreme in that regard. If it were deeper, I had to admi...

Sharmi I clearly understood that he was planning to trap me to finish his job. I was completely caught. At one point, I felt like saying, "Go ahead, you useless guys, do whatever you can," but when I thought of my mother, I couldn't even consider it. My mother is my only support. Everything I do is for her. If I couldn't get out of this mess and ended up in jail, everything would be over. There was no other way. "You will help me, won't you?" I asked Rajan, looking at him with hope. He kept looking at me. "Tell me, won't you help?" I asked again. "Does this even need asking, Sharmi? I will do it," he said. On one hand, there was the guilt that he, too, was caught in this trouble because of me. But on the other hand, if I had started to depend on someone after my mother for concern, for fighting, for taking risks, for supportive words, it was Rajan. I didn't know why. I couldn't explain what drew me to him. But with every...

Him I knew beforehand that she would agree. There was no other way. This was something I had been planning for months. Once, at one of these parties, a woman who attended them slept with me for a gram of heroin and babbled while intoxicated. I couldn't believe the things she said, one after another, about nude parties and private locations. Then, I slowly began gathering information from her. Although I had heard about gigolos before, I obtained a contact through her. I called and spoke to one. He explained in detail who arranged these gatherings, the social status of the women and men who attended, the safety of the location, and how the gigolos were brought in. He also gave me a rundown of Sharmi, the fellow gigolo she had recently become involved with, Sharmi's thefts, and everyone who was involved in them – he listed everything. Many people might believe that numerous thefts go unnoticed. However, someone, somewhere, will be watching. The action you take might be insignifi...

Me Siddharth's words created a kind of tremor within us. It was a plan for a big robbery. He explained in a very ordinary way, without any nervousness, how each action should be done and how to face problems if they arise. As he spoke, I noticed Sharmi looking back and forth between him and me. I looked at her; her eyes were full of fear. Noticing both of our gazes, Siddharth commanded, "Please concentrate." Both of us started paying attention to him. The moment he finished speaking, I said, "Why should we do all this?" "I didn't ask you to do it, did I? Sharmi is the one who made you sit here. I don't mind if you're out of this heist. Sharmi, okay, you tell me, who will help you with this?" "Why the hell should I work for you, Siddharth, for a theft I didn't commit?" "Good question. Why the hell should you work? Good question," he repeated again and again, and then suddenly slapped Sharmi hard on the cheek. Sharmi ...