Siddu’s exit leaves emotional scenes at Siddaramanahundi – Star of Mysore

Mysore/Mysuru: Because the information of Chief Minister Siddaramaiah’s resignation flashed throughout tv screens this morning, an uncommon silence descended on the distant Siddaramanahundi, his native village.

At first, many villagers refused to imagine the stories. However as affirmation got here by way of, conversations pale and moist eyes quietly revealed the temper.

The normally bustling streets wore a abandoned look as many villagers remained glued to their TV units, whereas others gathered at avenue corners and beneath bushes, discussing their ‘beloved son’. An uncommon silence hung over the village, including to the sombre ambiance.

For Siddaramanahundi, Siddaramaiah just isn’t merely a political chief or ‘former’ Chief Minister. He’s nonetheless “namma Siddu” and “namma Sahebaru”, the boy who grew up amongst them and by no means severed ties along with his roots.

Residents remembered Siddaramaiah because the younger boy strolling by way of village lanes in ‘Hawai’ slippers, attending native festivals and using a bicycle by way of slim roads of the village lengthy earlier than he entered public life.

Villagers recalled that regardless of rising to the highly effective political workplace within the State, Siddaramaiah by no means modified when he returned house.

In properties throughout the village, Siddaramaiah’s images proceed to occupy a particular place on partitions alongside household portraits and pictures of deities.

“Irrespective of how huge he grew to become, he remained the identical previous Siddu for us,” stated an aged resident. “He remembers individuals by identify, visits properties, eats with us and speaks to everybody warmly.”

Whereas politics is frequent in Bengaluru’s corridors of energy, the emotion in Siddaramanahundi went past politics. For a lot of right here, the resignation felt deeply private.

One aged girl summed up the village’s feelings: “I’m unable to carry my tears. I leapt with pleasure when he grew to become the Chief Minister (CM).”

“He might have stepped down from the publish, however he can by no means step down from our hearts,” stated one other villager.

For Siddaramanahundi, in the present day, Might 28, is not going to merely be remembered because the day a CM resigned. It will likely be remembered because the day “the son of the soil (Mannina Maga as they name regionally) stepped down from excessive workplace.”