Sastrigal on the move

Long time ago, when we were living in Delhi, there was a sastrigal named Kailasam. He was the official sastrigal for us. His duty was to collect the monthly subscription, tell us about the festivals occurring that month, and officiate events held at our homes. Kailasa sastrigal however was no ordinary sastrigal. There was a deep fire within his belly and his one point agenda was to somehow get to USA. Every month, therefore, besides learning about the festivals occurring that month, my mother also learnt about his attempts to get to USA. He would drink the coffee that my mother gave and grumble to her how difficult it was. Mother would listen with half a ear. Those days Kailasa sastrigal moved about in a motorbike.
My periappa got acquainted with him when he moved back to India from US/Canada. The first question Kailasam asked him was:
"You have a car, don't you?"
Without batting an eyelid, my periappa replied:
"Car, eh? We are not even Iyencars."
But periappa was impressed. He predicted that Kailasam would one day not only get to US but marry an American too.
The first part of predication came true. By then Kailasam was the official priest for my periamma too. And both Amma and periamma rejoiced when he came and told them that he is going to US.
Kailasam moved to the Pittsburgh temple. He did not marry an American. Instead he came back to India and married a girl his mother had chosen.
When I was in the US, I got to know that he had left the temple and started freelancing. And presumably he is still freelancing in Pittsburgh, driving a car instead of a motorbike, contented and happy to have achieved his dream.
I remembered him when I saw the article on freelance priests in the Washington Post.