His name was Shankar Mahadevan Iyer.
Not the singer.Not a celebrity.
Just the last officially serving elected politician in India.
A Member of the Tamil Nadu Legislative Council.
74 years old.Simple kurta.
Known for showing up on time and leaving early.He stayed on even after most resigned.
Not out of greed.
Not out of pride.
But out of one final duty:
"I want to be the one to turn off the light properly."
That morning, he arrived at the old council hall.
No security.No media.
Only a single clerk who still showed up out of habit.
Shankar brought no speech.No file.No final signature.
Just a worn leather bag and his old sandals.
He walked into the empty chamber.
Touched each chair.
Lit a small diya at the center and whispered:
"You did your part.Now let them do theirs."
Then he walked out.Left his sandals at the door.Wrote a note and placed it beside them:
**"For the next person who wants to serve
without needing a seat."**
