13 days have passed in the Sarguru Temple. I am
feeling good here. The other volunteers are friendly. Maghesh has ideas every
day to extend my stay again.
 It's time to move on.
 I update the blog in an internet cafĂ©. I move on
in the late afternoon. The atmospheric city of Palani presents even more
beautiful facets of its versatile appearance.
 At the roadside, traders have spread tin goods on
a sheet. I need a new spoon, but the quality of the street vendors is not good.
 Two men are standing in the shop across the street. They seem to
have cutlery also. The one behind the counter seems to be the boss, because he
orders his employee to show me all kinds of things. The boss obviously notices
that I don't like the goods. His tone to the employee becomes louder, rougher,
more unpleasant. I'm about to leave the store. Then the employee shows exactly what
I'm looking for: a small, sturdy, stainless steel multifunctional spoon. The
price is good.
 When I want to pay the boss, he is unexpectedly
mild. I don't have to pay anything. - Strange. I thank him and briefly report
on my pilgrimage. Apparently he suspected something like that and wants to know
more. He shows himself from a completely different side; I suspect he was rude
to his employee because he meant well to me. - He looks at me benevolently: He looks at me benevolently: Would I like to have a second spoon ?!
 
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