The Advisor

Three years ago I met Jagga. He was one of 'those' people. The types you are certain you will write about. Just like that middle aged woman who shared a cup of tea with me on a moonless night. A fascinating breed. They intrude your senses and lie dormant enjoying the fact that they are tormenting you, knowing for certain that they would be written about. You on your part keep procrastinating, trying hard to obliterate memories, rewrite the past, evading, running, till in a loose moment you involuntarily break free.

Jagga was also a foreman. That's the only way to describe him, professionally atleast. Medium height, well built, wandering eyes, natural swagger, boyish smile and an unusual intellect.