La! la la! la la la! La …sings the crazy old man every morning in opera style, while he travels back to his beautiful heritage house down through the narrow lane with few fresh fruits, a newspaper and few flowers that probably are for his wife and his son who shall live in his heart forever. He looks more than his age with soda glasses, trousers a two-inch above his waist and his retro like suspenders. Earned few nick- names like lunatic, an abnormal person, because he is smiling even for no reason whatsoever but Roderick is legal.
Roderick lost his young son Joan who aspired to be traveler, that too in a materialistic world like ours. Joan lived in a total different world not lonely but secretive, was so much at peace with his soul that it reflected in every act of his. He was always jolly and loved taking care of his mother Catherine she cooked lovely cookies especially the chocolate- chips and the vanilla. I personally adored her smile which completely overshadowed the rich golden frame from the medieval era.
Joan and Catherine both were murdered in a house robbery where everything remained untouched apart from the souls of the two whom Roderick loved and protected the most. Roderick mentioned in one of the ritual in the church revealing “I don’t know why people call this robbery unsuccessful, they took away those who were dear to me the most!” and then he smiled as if he was saluting the wit.
I discovered all this when visited Mr. Roderick’s for help in academics and I experienced something that I did not expect at all. He gave me a tour to his “heritage house” including his backyard and one thing that I will never forget is what his wife’s tomb said “Keep me close, I want to see you even after I die”.
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