SPOUSE & I - AN OUTLOOK FOR MONEY & PASSWORD My demeanour & the way I began speaking to him have made him believe that I could be a senior student. He was moving in queue to submit application seeking admission into MIT for a professional course. And nervously he sought guidance; and so I escorted him to the hostel where my friend cum senior student was already awaiting hawkishly with his class-mates for arrival of fledgelings -new aspirants- to be ragged. I too joined them in ragging him. Later he was bewildered to discover that I too seeking admission to pursue the branch of Engg that he was applying. He, after passing with distinction, till retirement was connected to heavy duty truck chassis manufacturing. He landed with executive job and quickly rose on the rungs of the ladder to senior management. Whereas though automobile was close to my heart, destiny pulled my career in different direction(s) wherein every time, I had to invariably begin from a clean slate. Whereas, I began my career in camel decker body design to teaching to quality assurance of army vehicles & battle tanks to manufacturing to management of sourcing materials and eventually to atomic reactor & shipping related matters on high seas. Our career took us to all over North & South of India and we lost contact with each other for several years. But one sunny morning in then Bombay now Mumbai after breakfast at Matunga - opposite railway station - I was leaving the hotel. An Ivory van from a distance was approaching chaotically came close to me to a screeching halt. What a surprise! It was he, Mr SKR behind the wheel. After exchange of niceties, we decided to have family get together at my residence. I understood that he was well off doing his own consultation business for ISO certification of manufacturing plants involving foreign jaunts. Before shifting his base with family to Coimbatore, we with our common friends had get-together cum dinner. Thereafter, we were on constant touch, became family friends, moved through thick and thin; we exchanged numerous messages almost daily via e mail detailing inter alia our dabble in stock markets. His contacts far & wide including his BIL’s family and their elder son at New Delhi were of enormous help to my family and I. In peak winter close to Republic Day, when I landed at 6 degree Celsius at Palm for first time at the capital to assume charges in another wing of Bharat Matha -thanks to UPSC - I survived almost a fortnight because of his BIL ‘s generosity, guidance and hospitality. At that moment, I felt am eternally indebted to SRK in many ways but he never gave a single opportunity to me to exhibit in a befitting manner my gratitude. WHILE I was keenly looking forward to demonstrate my gratitude to him, there came a day - a message landed in my inbox at around 7.30 am from SKR. It stated THAT HE IS OUT OF SORTS as he had lost in the hotel his wallet containing his international debit cards and some foreign currencies along with pass port-visa-travel-papers and he can’t leave the hotel right then at Nairobi - the capital of Kenya - otherwise he might be liable to be arrested for non payment of hotel dues. And therefore he urgently needed that I remit through banking channel at least US $500: and to confirm that I would - upon receipt of which he would furnish particulars for remitting money through banking channel. I replied that I would and await particulars from him when it was around 10 A. M. (IST) No sooner i sent the message, SKR had acknowledged thanking profusely for my prompt answer and furnished particulars for remittance. I, then, immediately spoke to my banker and he after checking up my account assured quick remittance but told my visit to the bank would be necessary. As I just saw from the ergonomically designed chair a receding shadow, I turned around- it was my she. So, I casually broached to her about SKR ‘s predicament in Nairobi. She felt something out of character & it occurred to her that I should just phone up SKR HOME land-line-number His eldest daughter on first ring picked up and greeted me “hello uncle - good morning. How are you and aunty? Dad is in wash. Anything urgent. He would return the call....". I asked her where she was speaking from? She said “ uncle same as usual from Coimbatore”. My head began swinging clock wise or anti clockwise! I re-looked with spouse sneaking at the first message of SKR received at 7.30 a.m. & it was not repeat not from his regular G- mail but from “Outlook Express”! In a jiffy, Spouse told that G - Mail Password of SKR stolen by a hacker who was busy at five in the morning at Nairobi. I was taken aback. I rang up again and contacted SKR home. After my briefing, he said am third person being in touch with him that early morning for remittance of $500. I told him what spouse told me about his G-mail password that had been highjacked and the need to revise it.