No time for thaar : ഇഷ്ടമുള്ള അച്ചിക്ക്‌ താര്‍ ഉടുക്കാന്‍നേരമില്ല

Uma asked me again. Why is that ? Why there's no time.. why such a usage ?
Yesterday, during our chat, Ammini came up. As I had told you, Ammini is too soft hearted a lady. She can't say 'No' to good chettans. But certainly, she is not a prostitute. She enjoys to entertain good chettans she like. So, once in a while, if some good chettan (well known and reliable guys) come around, Ammini entertains them. And the chettans reciprocate by giving good gifts to her (not just in kind, as Ammini expects reciprocal in cash gifts).

When I explained this, Uma commented that "then Ammini chechy must be very busy always !".
'Yeah .. that's why she hardly gets time to tie up her thaar.' I said jokingly, and continued with the popular malayalam saying : 'Istamulla achikku thaarudukkan neramilla" ( ഇഷ്ടമുള്ള അച്ചിക്ക്‌ താര്‍ ഉടുക്കാന്‍നേരമില്ല ).

The poor girl

Uma laughed .. again ......

She came to me today morning with the supplement of today's newspaper.  It had a news on a Hindi superstar girl, with a great picture of her. Uma's eyes are very sharp indeed.. Showing the picture, she told me :

" this girl is wearing a panties (konakam type), and a white knicker inside her white pyjama(?).  The knicker is torn .. over her left butt.. almost circular..".  And she laughed... "Maamma, do you see what I say ?" she asked me. 

"Ooomm... I think you are right.. looks like that.. " I said.

How about you ?

The bull and the bear

Uma hates a Bear. She says, Bears are lazy, black, down looking (not bold), and slow. So, she believes bears are not good performers. I didn't tell her about the bear in the stock market, else she would have probably changed her idea about the bears.

I had a very naughty chat with her yesterday, on bulls and bears. At one point, I asked her 'You love to be a cow ?". "Yes", she said "if you are a bull". Things went much ahead, and a 'bull and cow' game was on. I enjoyed it very much, so also Uma. After the game, I told Uma " This is what experts call the 'doggie style' ". She said " that may be.. but this is different ... " and continued,  " the last part of actual doggie game is not good... getting locked for hours !  The bull game is free of the lock in. She put it like a mathematical equaton....  Bull game = Doggie - the lock in.

The bull and the bear

Uma loves 'kaala' (bull). You know why ? She says a bull teaches a lot. The bull is a symbol of 'lift' and action. That's why you know the stock market guys call the 'bull phase'. His actions, and performance, are great. He treats his mate royally, and keeps his domination, the symbol of male superiority. To Uma,  a bull is a symbol of sex. She loves to get a bullish action. Bulls are healthy good-looking and with clean habits. For her, 'bullish' is not doggy style, it's more thrilling. That's why when she saw a bull (at the residence of our milk man), she took my phone and took a few snaps.  Here is just one of them.

Yesterday, she wanted to go for shopping.. for puchasing some utensils. We had been to the "Big" market, where everything is available. We roamed within the market, and in the fourth floor, we saw very interesting scenes. There is  a section for ladies' undies. See the picture. The display of speciality undergarments. Bra and panties set.. of fantastic designs.. I's very closely watching. Finally she pulled me out . However, I could get this snap. 

Remani - our family member

Uma sent me off for the walk. Remani came running in, telling me that she wants to leave early. I told her to stay back, until I return after the walk. Suddenly I realised that, by that time  it would be dark .. Remani would find it difficult to go back alone. So, I said ' Ok, you go, and send your son here early morning'. The message was clear.. she said 'Yes'. I went off for the walk.

When I returned by 7 , Uma was reciting keerthanas sitting in front of the Nilavilakku. And Remani too was with her, chanting keerthans with Uma. As I entered, Remani got up and went to the kitchen. Uma continued her chanting. I sat in the sitout, with a magazine, and Remani came in with a cup of black coffee. To my raised eye-brows, Remani said "He'll come here by 8 ",  meaning that his son would come and take her up home.  I gave the bunch of currency I had with me (which I took from the ATM).  She accepted the bunch and looked at me.  I smiled and said "It's there.. .. more than you need now. Tell me if you want something more". She didn't respond .. just stood for a few moments and walked into the kitchen. I went up, to my room.  I had my nineth sense* woke up. I called "Umaaa... ", forgetting that she is with her keerthanas. In a few minutes, Remani came in. "Enta chetta ?" she asked. "Give me a bottle of cold water ... or ...  is Aappy* in the fridge ?" I asked. She said yes, and went down the stairs. 

After a few minutes, Uma came in -- oh.. she had finished her prayers-- with a bottle of Aappy. She went to the cupboard and tookout a glass and the liquid gold. She poured a dose, and filled with Aappy. She took the glass, had a sip, and gave me.. smiling.. her glowing teeths brightened my heart. 

"Entaa.. onnu veno ?" I asked joking. "Vendaa Maamma .. innu venda .." she said and sat on the chair. I changed my dress, and got into the lungi (and nothing inside). Showing Uma to come out, I went to the balcony and sat there. Uma followed me , with my glass. 

We were chatting on many things.. household and other.  Slowly, as expected, the topic came in .. 'Remani'. Then it was all Remani for some time.. I 've narrated my chapter on Remani.

It was in early 1973. I was at my work place. On a weekend, I reached my tharavaadu. Only my mother and grand mother were living there at that time, as all our other family members were at their respective work places, including my brother. As I entered the verandah, my grand- mother was sitting on the floor (on a paaya), and with a girl beside her. My Gmother was very happy about my arrival, and then she introduced the girl to me. "Remani...  ival Vaikkathuninnanu.. Kurachu divasamayi vannittu..."  I looked at the girl .. an average looking girl --she 's not a beauty.. but good looking.. short and lean.. not very fair.. with a paavada and long blouse. She smiled at me.. when I too smiled at her.. she turned her face.. and got busy doing pan for my Gmother.

Remani was brought from Vaikom, for assisting our GMother .. something like a personal attendant. She's from a poor family.. Nair (else my Gmother won't agree).. and studied only upto 10th.  Her hather is well known to my father, and works as a coolie at their place. 

Over the years, Remani became our family member. She's there for everything and anything. She managed all our household work.. that too alone. She was no more a servant, she was one among our family members. Even after the death of my Gmother, Remani continued with us... and she is a family member, none of us could think different. She assisted everyone.. and me whenever I am at home on leave.

During that year, (1773) in the month of September, I took a week's leave and reached home.  Yeah.. it was Onam vacation. 

{ *  Nineth sense : it's my reference to 'the thirst for a drink'  and  Eighth sense is the thirst for Sex ! }

Remani : My darling ?

Uma asked me many times.. Who is Remani to me ? Just my home maid ? Family friend ? Or, is there something more to it ? I've been trying to avoid answering them. But why? May be that I am concerned over the fact that I am not too sure how Uma would take that. But, right from the beginning, Uma is well aware that Remani is so special to me. The special relationship is undefined to her. Yes, I have a very special relationship to Remani.

Uma posed this question yesterday evening too. She however got a firm idea, from my deeds, though I didn't answer her in words. I am also aware that Uma keeps a close watch on all my transactions with Remani. (That's feminine !).

Yesterday evening, Remani came to me with a cup of tea (special !) and talked to me. She has a problem at home, as regards her son. She wanted some money to put her son in the College. Even without her asking me, I told her to go ahead. Whatever money is required for his admission, is available. 'Go ahead, I'll give you', I said. Remani was silent for a few moments.. she was happy. Moreover, she said she won't be coming here today (that's on Wednesday), as she has to go to the College for the admission process. I asked Uma to remind me take some cash, in the evening (when I go for a walk, as planned) and take care of the matters. Uma was wonderstuck, on the way I accepted all Remani's requests and requirements. This is not the first time. Everytime Remani comes to me, I immediately give her what she wanted. 

Why do I do that ? Why ? That's why Uma asked me again 'Who is Remani to you?'. "I shall tell you.. come to me after my (evening) walk". "Ooommm ... " she replied. I got ready for my walk, and went out. Ofcourse Uma reminded me to take my ATM card.

Onathaar and Onakkodi

Uma likes to sing, Only when in a happy mood. That's why she started singing yesterday evening. She sang a few Onam songs.. two three lines each. One which I remember is "Onathaaraadi varunne.. onathaaraadi varunne... ".

Last day, she reminded me that Onam is around the corner. Then I told her to make her purchases early, before the heavy crowding in the shops. She agreed. That's how we decided to go for shopping.

We had been to the very famous traditional named shop, where excellent handloom cloths are available. Infact, that's the only shop in this City, where you get the right Onnaramundu. Moreover, Uma wanted to buy something special (traditional, aristocratic stuff !). That's how we went to that shop.

Uma bought a Kerala saree, and two settumundu, with all its matching materials. Ofcourse, onnaramundus, three of them, and a churidaar (kodi colour)

( I'll show you the stuff she bought, later )

Enroute returning home, we had been to the 'Sale', where all kinds of cheap cloths are available. For Uma, it's a place where some special, but cheap , materials are available. There, she bought a couple of bras and panties. Bra with moulded cup, ideal with churidaar, she says. I'll get the snaps, when she wears all these !

( Allpictures later, Please..)

G spot

Uma was laughing. She laughed.... and laughed.. infact for sometime. She was reciting over... while laughing..  "mandanmaar.." .. and she called that many times .. 'idiots". 

Last day, when she was reading a women's magazine, she came across an article on "G spot of men'.  She came to me with the magazine, and showed me the article. I took it and read the first few lines. It was nothing unknown to me nor to Uma.. I asked her "Uma what's new in this ... the report is as if something is invented by someone just now !  This is idiotic.."

"That's why ... I cant resist my laugh.. Maammaa, had I said this 6 months back, would they have offered me a 'Nobel price' ?.. " Uma was joking  and laughing.

I know, for Uma , it was an invention. One day, a few months back, when we had a play, she was squeezing out my balls. She was scratching on and around the balls. when she scratched the area below the balls and above the ass hole, I was jerking out. She observed.. and repeated the action to confirm.. when she did that I was on a hightened pleasure. Since then, everytime we play, Uma scratches that area.. to make sure I am getting my peaks.. and pleasures for long. The only thing she didn't invent is the name 'Gspot'. 

Uma was aware of her Gspot. She makes me treat that spot well.. for her continued and hightened pleasures. 

Chandramukhi

Uma is Chandramukhi. Poets call a girl Chandramukhi, when her face is round (like the moon). But I call her Chandramukhi on another account.

Uma had pimples, acne, and black spots on her face. With continued fingering on them, the condition became worse. The facial skin and its nature is like the moon surface. With craters and hills, black and white. Uma is extremely fair in her complexion. On the reddish skin, how would it to have such craters ? That's why she applied a lot of facial creams those days.. Those to remove acne, whitening agents,...

I know, and she agreed that, she don't get much pimples now, for the last few months. I told her the reason - Interactions of the intimate type with me ! (She pinches me when I say this.) . I told Uma to advice all her 'pimpled friends and students' , to use the best medicine. Go for 'safe sex' with your friend or partner (as Uma does with me). Alternately, apply semen on the facial skin, and rub down (your boy friends will certainly help you). This is a miraculous medicine , and it will show results in a few days ! Sure ! Don't waste your money on those useless creams.

The reverse also is true. For 'pimpled boys', their girl friends can help, with their honey. Rub down the 'girl's honey' and watch the results. No joke this !

(Uma pinched me again for writing this naughty prescription.. But it's true)

8th Sense

Uma does not encourage drinking. But on special occassions, she does that. She too would enjoy participation. Yesterday, was a "good" Friday for her. So, when I started licking my glass, enroute licking her's, Uma joined me. It was 8 PM. Usual brand is "Kuzhaloothukaarante Swarnam". However, last day, Pai could get me 8PM only. BEVCO is not doing a good job ! (they don't stock good things for the poor samaritans !).

We started at 8 PM , with 8PM, and it awakened our 8th sense. @

@ Don't look into an encyclopaedia for the meaning of 8th sense. Let me make it to mean sexual senses and pleasures.

Very first on the Web

Uma is not very happy. When I said I am posting this  picture, she said ok, but ... She is afraid that the viewers may misunderstand her. I said I'll make necessary clarifications to my audience. 

First of all, Uma is unhappy that I visited Ammini. On my return trip home, after my work there, I made a short change of programme. (Remember, I was on a trip inconnction with my activities).  Infact, on Saturday morning, I had completed my work, and was to start off back home. When I left the Hotel to the Railway Station, I suddenly thought of Ammini, just by a chance. I didn't think further. I started off to Ammini's place. In two hours time, I was there. 

Ammini was our home maid for quite some time, a few years ago, in her youth. My mother liked her so much, and thus became our trusted family friend, even after she left us (for getting married at her own village). She is just junior to me.  I call her Ammini . She is a light hearted lady, and that's why she could not refuse requests from chettan fans. I am a fan of her, and so she anytime helps me. Infact I make her happy in more ways than one, including some monetary gifts. Her bradminded habits made her husband desert her, a few years back. Since then, I used to visit her atleast once in an year. She is too happy with me, and so I get a warm welcome. She lives in a village ( a bit of remote from main road )  alone (now). Her only daughter is married off and they live well off, elsewhere.

Immediately on my arrival at her place, Ammini was so happy, she expressed it.  She told her neighbors, that her cousin is here, and would stay here tonight. She was so proud, when she was talking to her immediate neighbors.

I stayed with her in her two room house that night. She made me happy in all her ways. I took a few photos too, with the promise that I shall send a print of her photos. I was fortunate to take some of the interested scenes as well. 

Ammini is a well mannered lady with good hygienic practices. She wears clean cloths always at home, though she works outside.  Being poor, her cloths are cheap. That's why she don't wear usual onnaramundu. She wears thaar always, but with some old cloth, may be a torn mundu or lungy. That night, she took a lungi and worn as thaar, over which she had another good lungi. Blouse ofcourse was of thick cheap cotton cloth. She had a bodice, and not the usual modern bra. With all these she looked very sexy. And I should not miss to tell you that she is lean and short. Her booms are large but the butts are small. I have here, one photo of her thaar. This I am sure is the very first photo of a thaar on the web !

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The grandma way

Uma is unpredictable sometimes. That's why she does funny things too. Something like what happened yesterday evening.

Before I tell you what happened on Monday, after Vasus' departure, let me tell you what funny show she did yesterday.

She's too happy these days. In the kitchen, yesterday morning, she was singing.. and Remani was amazed as to how nice Uma was singing. Infact, Uma had learned classical music during her school days. Yeah .. she sings well!

Singing in the kitchen certainly shows her happy mood. Remani kept on asking her why .. why... ? Uma didn't stop singing.. and finished that ... then said "I have passed an examination !".

"Exam ? " Remani asked her. "Yes.. a great exam.. and I passed it with first class.. " Uma told her in a musical tone. "Ee penninu entinte ilakkamaa ? " Remani was exclaiming.. by self.. as Uma was again on a singing spree.

In the afternoon, when I came back from office, Remani was sportively telling me, with Uma beside her.. "Ee penninu vattu pidichu.. ival innu muzhuvan paattu paadi nadakkukayaa..".

Uma later explained me why she felt singing and about the exam she passed. Yeah.. I understand.. the exam was not only for Uma.. but it was for me too. I too passed with Uma's help. So, we decided to celebrate the occassion. That was around 4 pm.

After a short nap, I had a bath, a stroll over the west side balcony, and then booted my laptop. I switched on all my virtual eyes. Remani is in the kitchen.. lying down.. taking rest. No one at the gate, and car porch. Yeah..Uma is in her room. She, it seems, had a wash.. and is now dressing up. Oh.. she is with a red midi frock.. and a shirt, like a school girl (She sometimes wears a red midi frock .. I know that.. when she is thrilled and when she craves for a lick ). The shirt is white with large red flowers printed. Looks very beautiful. The message is clear.. she'll be here soon. She's ready and made a final check of her pony tail hair dressing. And she is coming out of her room. I switched off the eyes.

After about 20 minutes, Uma came to my room, with a cup of tea and banana chips (she knows well I like freshly made banana chips in coconut oil). Wow.. what a look.. this girl looks very sexy.. good carving.. the fair girl in red attire is a flame .. she's glowing ! She kept the tea on my table and sat beside me. Leaning on the table, with her hands spread out, she looked at me. .. smiled at me. I looked at her and winked .. she knew I too am in good mood. I was looking on the screen.. yeah I was on blogger .. having a look at this blog. After a few moments, she called me "Maamma... chaaya .. ". I answered with a nod of my head.. and continued.. I was acting a bit busy... She knew it . "Look here .." she said . I could n't resist a laugh. And I laughed.. she caught my ear .. and screwed.. oh.. paining... I caught her hand.. and pulled her in. "How's my shirt ?" she asked. "Why ? What's new ? I 've seen these things earlier" I said.

"Aaano? " she made fun of me, with a musical tone and continued "I'll show you something new".

"What's that ? " I was curious and looked at her allover. "What's new ?" I asked.

"Find out for yourself .. I won't show you.." she said. "inside ?.. ?" I asked . "Ooommm .. " she sounded. I woke up, pulled her up and embraced her. My hands were searching for the new. I could not feel any bra inside. But two things are inside.. Aaaha.. I opened the shirt buttons.. It was difficult to untie the buttons, as the shirt itself was a bit tight over her breast. I opened the shirt front in full .. Wow.. here is the rowca.. white tight fitting rowca.. the lower flaps tied together.. the booms pressed in round shape ..

I remembered my grandma, she used to wear the rowca... and no bodice (bra). I liked that.. Those days, even when I was at my age of 13/14, I used to rub over her rowca.. and she used to embrace me. Whenever I sleep in grandma's room, I used to sleep embracing her. She would open her rowca and thaar for sleeping. .. and I used to lick and suck the nipples. I would sleep sucking her nipples.

Uma's rowca looked so beautiful and it clicked me in my balls. But there was something more.. Inside her rowca, she had a 'bodice' (not the bra of modern times). The bodice also was white, with soft white cotton cloth. The bodice also was tied down.. I opened it with much difficulty... she helped me untie it.. Now she has her bodice and rowca opened.. I embraced her and with a long kiss over lips.. . At that moment I could hear Remani calling Uma.. I said "Uma, go now.. she's calling you.. ". Quickly she tied her bodice and then rowca, pulled up the shirt and buttoned well. She rushed downstairs to the kitchen.

Yes, Remani keeps her power .. she feels she is the master of the house.. not just the kitchen.

Time and Tide

Uma emphtically told her father " I am not coming... I'll get a job here..." and looked at Vasu. Vasu could not resist her look. Looking at me, he told Uma, "You are grown enough..  to decide your fate.. but don't make a decision in haste.. and shouldn't repent later..". I nodded my head, as if I am okaying his words. But Uma knew well, its my agreement with her decision. 

It was on last Monday(18th) , that Vasu and Padma returned home. Padma completed her treatment on saturday (16th august), and was to return on Sunday. And Vasu reached here on Saturday night, planning to take Padma with him on Sunday(17 thAugust) morning.  Vasu changed his programme and decided to stay till Monday morning, as I was not available here. 

As you would remember, I was on a trip in connection with my work. I was to reach here on Saturday morning. But I could reach only on Sunday early morning.

Sunday, 17th Aug, was Chingam First. I was keeping in touch with Uma all through my absence here. So, she knew my programmes exactly. Moreover, Remani was asked to be at home on early Sunday morning onwards, and hence she stayed overnight on saturday. By the time I reached here at 7.30 am (Pai was present with the car, smart.. and picked me up from Station), Uma was ready to go to the temple.  I, over a cup of hot tea from Remani, had a chat with Vasu and others, for some time. Then, Uma and Padma left for the temple. Both of them were in Kerala sarees.. looking very orthodox and beautiful. I was dreaming of the 'inside elements' of both. When she left, she asked me whether I am going to the temple. I know, its her instruction to me to go to the temple ( and not to the bed and sleep).  I decided to take Vasu too to the temple, and go by walk. Vasu agreed and followed me . We went by walk, at about 8.30. We didn't meet Uma and Padma enroute, they must have gone to another temple too.

On the way to the temple, Vasu started discussing about Uma. He expressed his intention to take her back home. He was too worried, that she is yet to be married, and is not employed either. I've tried to passify him. But, I was not convincing to him.. and you know .. I can't be convincing and firm in the present situation. Vasu's major concern was another fact. He happened to quote some of his close associates about Uma. It seems as if they suggested Vasu to take her back. Continuing at my place would invite bad name to the girl.  I could only listen to him. I didn't answer to him. On our return from the temple, Vasu confirmed that he is taking Uma back home. I was shocked. I said "Yes.. but you talk to her.. Let her understand the situation.. with her agreement, you take her.. Otherwise you'll face more negative experiences from Uma". 

Vasu was confused. He said "Padma had already talked to her and decided". How come ? I didn't know that. Nor, Uma gave me any hint ! I decided to talk to her before Vasu could talk to Uma. 

Immediately on reaching home, I called Uma in private. She came in to my room. I was so stressed, I could not even appreciate her good looks. I asked Uma " What's all this Vasu is talking ? ... Are you going home ?.. How come ?".  Uma lowering her voice, slowly said "Kunjamma did the trick. She wants me to return.. beacause she don't like me being here... I am not sure .. may be.. she smells something bad about me here.. anyhow.. Maamma, I'm not going. ..  Maamma, you please tell Achan". 

"How can I tell him not to take his daughter back home ? What right I have now to do so? .. No.. I cant..." I was in a ditch. I said "Tell him that you are about to get a job here.. and will decide on knowing its status.. I'll vouch your points".

"OK .. that may be good point to solve the crisis ..Let me try .." she said, and went back.

During breakfast, I made a casual comment to Vasu. "it's unfair to leave a home on such an auspicious day morning. It's better you go tomorrow. You can go to some local places for a visit. 

And I asked Uma 'Isn't it better ?" . To this she replied " that's correct, Achan and Kunjamma can go tomorrow.. Today, its a festival at the big Krishna temple ..."

Kunjamma suddenly asked her "are you coming?" ; to which Uma said "yes... but there's lot of work pending for me .. I've to complete them in a day or two.. .."

"Appol neee nangalude koode naattilekku varunnille ? " as if Padma got a hint from Uma's talk. 

"Njan varunnilla... enikku ivide thaamasichaal oru joly udane kittum... athaanu nallathu. .." with a pause, without facing Padma, she looked at her father. He raised his head and asked her "Why.. why.. what you'll do here.. Nee swantham theerumaanangal edukkaanda.. njan parayunnathu kettaal mathi". I knew it's about to grow and blow.  I interefered and said " anyhow, don't make this an issue... let her think of.. Uma, you listen to your father..  and decide.  But you know, your job is assured. Afterall,  I can put you in my office... or elsewhere..  but only with your father's permission. You don't have worry about the job.. ". I told Vasu "Joly oru prasnamalla .. Vasu sammathichaal mathi.. But Uma has to be here , if she has to get the job.. You decide that. ....

It was silence from all .. after a few moments, I said "Uma onnum ariyaatha kuttyonnumallallo ? Aval theerumanikkatte... Aa theerumaanam nallathallengil.. namukku nokkaam... enta ?" 

We concluded our breakfast session with the decision to take Vasu and Padma for a trip to the temple in the evening.  I passed on necessary instructions and arrangements to Pai through Uma. And the final decision was that Uma should decide by evening about her return, and in any case, Vasu and Padma would return on next day (Mon) early morning. 

In the evening, I decided to take a walk. Uma was busy with her sewing machine. Vasu and Padma  went to the temple. Pai was to take them to the Krishna temple and then to the Devi temple near the beach. They would return only by 8 pm. 

At 5 pm, I took a drink (Kuzhaloothukaarante swarnam !) and started walking. My body was walking but my mind was flying wild and turbulant. Will Uma decide to satify her father ? Will Uma decide satisfy herself ? Will she opt to stay back, inspite of a possible bad name for her ? What should I do ? Tell not to take her ? No, that I can't. Uma must decide to stay back ! Yes, I am confident she would do that. 

By 7.30, I was back. Uma was reciting her prayers (keerthanangal) with Remani. I went straight to my room.. had a bath followed by another golden drink. Vasus returned by 8pm. I called Vasu, and he came in. He was happy to join for the golden drinks. He had three (?). During the chat, I stressed that Uma's decision must be final . I shall arrange the job, but I wanted her to complete her Computer course. That would be over by Sept 15 and let her start her job after the Onam hlidays. Vasu was fairly convinced.. and agreed... However, a sigh came out .. "Padma entu parayumo .... ?".

On the dining table, as usual, during the dinner, the decisions percolated. Vasu agreed for Uma's stay back, though not very happy. I could see a smile on Uma's face. Padma was too unhappy.. it was evident from her mood. I commented "ithaanu nalla theerumaanam.. kurachu kazhinju namukku veendum nokkam.."  Hurray.. Hurray.. Uma looked at me ..  a deep and sharp look !

See, how problems get solved ? Afterall, time passes on . It can't wait .. for anything.. anybody..   so also the tides.

താറും പാച്ചി കോലും പാകി (Thaarum പാച്ചി ..)

Uma laughed.... again and again.

I was trying to tell her about some of the common (colloquial) usage of the word thaar.

"Thaarum ketti ...... ", "Thattuduthu ..... " , "Thaarum kuthi ..."

"Thaarum paachi ...." and so on... Finally I told her :

"Thaarum paachi kolum paaki .. " "താറും പാച്ചി കോലും പാകി .. "

She laughed over again. She wanted an explanation to this usage. I gave her the contextual meaning of the usage. 'Thaarum paachi" means 'wearing a thaar' . But what's that "kolum paaki" means ?

"Kolu paakal"; 'Kol' refers to a rod, a stick, a lenghthy piece of object. 'Paakal' means to sow (insert) or keeping in. But the usage is about the masturbation method/habit. When horny, she keeps a 'kol' (rod like article) in her pussy, and then thaar is worn tight. It keeps the 'kol' in the pussy. When she moves (walks), the 'kol' too moves a bit inside the thaar ( bit of stroking !). This gives sexual pleasures, as if an erected penis keeps rubbing in . The 'kol' is usually a 'vazhuthananga' or a 'plantain' (banana) or even any penis shaped object .

The 'kol' can be an external one too (not necessarily inserted). The piece kept on the mouth of the vagina, and worn tight in a thaar can make slight stroking effect, as she moves.

(caution : Don't attempt 'kol' with ANY stuff ! Do it with rightly shaped, sterile, and soft stuff only ).

Saaree

Uma showed me the picture. The one above (both pics are the same) is from an advertisemt of a Textiles shop.  I told Uma that I did see only the thigh, navel, boobs, and the clevage only, not any  saree. Please tell me , where is the saree in the above picture ?

Rowca

Uma brought a local newspaper to me right in the morning. I thought she is going to show/tell me some very important or surprising news. But what she showed me was not only interesting but also giving a kick on the balls. 

It's a news item regarding my favourite girl Bipasha, and a provoking picture of her. Please see the following cutouts from the paper.

Uma asked me what Bipasha is wearing.. to name it. Immediately I said "Rowca". She, smiling, said "Maamma, you are right.. I didn't expect you would tell me the name of this".  

"Looks beautiful and so sexy ... isn't it Uma?" I asked her. She didnot answer to me .. and after a pause she said "I'll show you tomorrow..". I got it.. she's going to make a rowca for her.

For those of my friends who are not familiar with "Rowca", Rowca is a blouse like top garment. It has two flaps to the front, upper edge stiched, and the lower end is pulled and tied below the boobs (see what Bipasha did.. the same way) . Now the flaps hold the boobs in shape. This is a very old type garment in Kerala. No one uses it these days, even the grandmas.

But I am happy my glamour girl is back with the Rowca !

 But did you see her lower part. She is holding on the 'paavaada' she is wearing. may be not tied well !? Bipasha, shall I help you to hold your paavaada ?

Independence day

Uma asked me to convey her BEST WISHES to all of you, on the eve of our Independence day.

I am on a short trip; that's related to my work. Uma's here to take care. Everything will be as usual. My only worry is that by the time I am back on Sunday morning, her Kunjamma'll be ready to return home. Vasu is expected here on Saturday night. They've decided to return on Sunday morning. I hope I'll be back here before they leave. Else, I'll plan for a trip to their place. I am sure, Uma would spark off a plan to visit Vasus shortly. Yeah.. that'll be a nice trip.  May be I'll meet Kalyani chechy too !

Meraa Bhaarat Mahaan ...   

Spherical Vs Conical

Uma gave me a detailed answer and explanation. My question, today morning, was "What makes these girls choose between being conical or being spherical ?"

What she told me is that 'the choice depends on her friends !'. Any shape is achievable. 

She's right. She showed me proof of that. But I was trying to see some of the shapes. I collected some data. Here are the pictorial data , as thumbnails. Like to see them ? Then proceed ....

 

Thaar.... so many types

Uma, at the moment is not here at home. She's gone for her classes, and would return by 7 pm. Pai is staying ther, for her. Remani too is not here. She wanted to go home early. Immediately on Padma's return from the clinic, by 1.30 noon, Remani left for home. Thus, I had the fortune of dining with Padma, and she was extremely happy  to serve my saappad.  

During the lunch, I have been chatting with her..  non stop.. It was really a feast to have dined with her, for the mouth and the balls. Padma was in her usual mundu and blouse, and with a shawl. The shawl was but a large turkey towel. Under the mundu, yes... she had the thaar. Remember, I told her to have it at home.. Yeah.. she now always have it at home. Uma did notice it in fact.

On the dining table, as I told you earlier, we were chatting on many a things, but it then converged to sex. She, we being alone here, was inclined to having a game. I too . But our chat went in an exotic way, on thaar. With this subject filled in my mind today (see many posts  earlier today) I put a question to Padma. 

"Padma, ingane mathrame thaarudukkan ariyollo?" I asked.

"Ooom.., ippol enta chodichathu ?" she replied with a question in return ( typical of those mid-Travancore people !).

"Pala tharathilulla thaarundennu kettittundu...  njan kadittilla... onnu kaananam" I put my curious demand.

"Enikkariyilla athonnum... kurukku thaar, konaka thaar, pinnaakka thaar, onnara thaar, ...  ennokke kettittundu.   Njan athonnum paddichittilla.. " she explained.

"Oh.. enikkathokke onnu kaananam.. enta vazhi? " I asked.

"Vaikkatthe Kalyani chechikkariyaam...." pausing, she said, and looked at me.

"Evidaa Kalyani chechy.. njan nale thanne pokuka avide... " I said.. sportively.

"Njan thirichu chennittu chodichu parayaam.. ..  Oru thaar kothiyan ,,," she looked at me provoking.

I was wondering.. how many types of thaar !  Who can help me see them.. How beautiful those would be ! I decided to keep in touch with Padma, even after her return to her home.

When I came out of my dreams, Padma was in the kitchen, washing the utensils. I told her that I'll wait for her in my bed. So, come quick. She nodded her head in agreement.

The next one hour was very interesting..  we had a very long play .. cool and quiet .. Now my balls are paining.. (she squeezed and bit them hard, you know !).

Oh... the gate is opening.. someone at the gate. Must be our car, Uma must be back ..  Yeah.. its her voice...Let me stop here. Bye, see U 2mrw !!

Onnara- Expriences 2

Uma selected another experience for quoting here. Please go through the following thrilling narration of her (the author's) experience !

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ഞാന്‍ കോയമ്പത്തൂരില്‍ ജനിച്ചു; പക്ഷെ മലയാളി കുടുംബമാണ്. ഒന്നരയോ പന്റിഎസോ എന്ന ഡിസ്കഷന്‍ കണ്ടപ്പോള്‍ എന്റെ അനുഭവം ഷെയര്‍ ചെയ്യണമെന്നു തോന്നി.൩ വര്ഷം മുമ്പായിരുന്നു എന്റെ കല്യാണം;സെലതു എക്സിക്യൂട്ടീവ് അയ മലയാളി പയ്യന്‍ വരന്‍.അവരുടെ വീട് പാലക്കാട്ടെ ഒരു ഉള്ഗ്രാമത്തിലാണ്; കല്യാണം അവിടത്തെ ഒരു ക്ഷേത്രത്തില്‍ വച്ചായിരുന്നു; അങ്ങനെ ഒരു വഴിപടുല്ലതുകൊണ്ടാണ്. കല്യനതലെന്നു ഞങ്ങള്‍ എല്ലാവരും പാലക്കാടു എത്തി.ചെറുക്കന്റെ ഗ്രാമത്തില്‍ ഒരു വീട് താമസിക്കാന്‍ എര്പാട് ചെയ്തിരുന്നു. നാത്തൂന്‍ അവിടെ വന്നു എനിക്ക് കുറെ ചിട്ടകള്‍ ഒക്കെ പറഞ്ഞു തന്നു; കല്യാണം അമ്പലത്തിലാണ്; ദേവി ഉഗ്രരൂപിനി ആണ്; ഒന്നര ഉടുതെ അമ്ബല മുട്ടത്തു ചവിട്ടവൂ എന്നൊക്കെ. ഞാന്‍ പന്റെഎസന് ഉപയോഗിക്കുക; അമ്മ മാത്രം അമ്പലത്തില്‍ പോകുമ്പോള്‍ ഒന്നര ഉടുത്തിരുന്നു. നാത്തൂന്‍ ഒന്നര ഉടുക്കാന്‍ ട്രെയിനിഗ് തന്നു. ഒരു മുറിയില്‍ കയറി കതകു അടച്ചു തട്ടുടുക്കാന്‍ പഠിപ്പിച്ചു; വലിയ പാടായിരുന്നു അത്; ഒന്നരവല്‍ കാലിന്നടിയിലൂടെ പിന്നിലേക്കു വലിച്ചപ്പോള്‍ നാത്തൂന്‍ എന്റെ അത് കണ്ടു; എനിക്ക് വലിയ നാനംയിപ്പോയി- നീ അവിടെ വടിചില്ലേ എന്ന് ചോദിച്ചു; കുറച്ചു പൂട ഉള്ളതാണ് എനിക്ക് ഇഷ്ടം എന്ന് പറഞ്ഞു; അവര്‍ അതിശയിച്ചു. ഒന്നര അടിയിലുടുപ്പിച്ചു അന്ന് വൈകിട്ട് അമ്പലത്തില്‍ നാത്തൂന്‍ എന്നെ തോഴന്‍ കൊണ്ടുപോയി. ശ്രീകോവിലില്‍ തിരുമേനി തറ്റുടുത്ത്‌ മുഴുത്ത കുണ്ടിയുമായി പൂജിക്കുന്നു; തോഴന്‍ വന്ന ചെറുപ്പക്കാരികള്‍ പോലും തട്ടുടുതിരിക്കുന്നു; പിന്നില്‍ ഒന്നരയുടെ മുഴ കാണാം. അപ്പോള്‍ ചെറുപ്പക്കാരനായ ഒരു പൂജാരി പ്രസാദം തന്നു; ചെറിയ തിരുമേനി ഒരു നേര്ത്ത തോര്താണ് ഉടുത്തിരിക്കുന്നത്; അടിയില്‍ കോണകം ഉടുത്തത് തെളിഞ്ഞു കനം; മുറുക്കിയുടുത്ത കൊനകത്തിന്റെ അകത്തെ സാധനം എങ്ങനെ ഇരിക്കുമെന്ന് ഞാന്‍ ചിന്ടിച്ചു; കദളിപ്പഴവും നെയ്യും തിന്നു കൊഴുത്ത നല്ല റെമ്പേര്‍ ഉള്ള സാധനം; അതോര്‍ത്തപ്പോള്‍ എന്റെ താര് നനഞ്ഞു; മനസ്സിന്റെ കന്സിന്ട്രറേന്‍ പോയി. ഒന്നും പറയാതെ തിരിച്ചു പൊന്നു; രാത്രി മുഴുവന്‍ ആലോചനയായിരുന്നു; എന്റെ ഭര്‍ത്താവിന്റെ സാധനം എങ്ങനെ ഇരിക്കും; അദ്ദേഹം

എന്തായാലും കോണകം ഉടുക്കാന്‍ വഴിയില്ല; പരിഷ്കാരിയായ പ്രൊഫഷണല്‍ അല്ലെ; അതെല്ലമോര്‍ത്തു മയങ്ങി; കാമവികാരം കൊണ്ടു ഒന്നര മുഴുവന്‍ നനഞിരുന്നു. പിറ്റേന്ന് അത് നനചിട്ടപ്പോള്‍ ഡിസ്ചാര്‍ജ് ഉള്ള ഭാഗം ആകെ മഞ്ഞച്ചിരുന്നത് കണ്ടു നാത്തൂന്‍ അര്ത്ഥം വച്ചു പറഞ്ഞു. കല്യനതലെന്നു എങ്ങനെ വികാരം കയറിയാല്‍ ഇനിയുള്ള ദിവസം എന്ത്യിരിക്കും?ഞാന്‍ ഒന്നും പറയാതെ നാത്തൂന്‍ കനകേ തരു മുറുക്കി ഉടുത്തു. കല്യാണത്തിന് കസവ് കരയുള്ള ഒന്നരയാണ് അടിയില്‍ ഉടുത്തത്; മുതൂര്തമായപ്പോള്‍ തലേന്ന് കണ്ട കൊച്ചു തിരുമേനി അതാ വീണ്ടും കൌപീനവും ധരിച്ചു വന്നിരിക്കുന്നു; എനിക്കപ്പോള്‍ സാധനതെപ്പട്ടി ഓര്മ വന്നു; അവിടം വല്ലാതെ നനഞ്ഞു; ഒന്നരയും. എല്ലാവരും ഹാപ്പി മൂഡില്‍ ആയിരുന്നപ്പോള്‍ ഞാന്‍ മൂഡ് ഓഫ് ആയിരുന്നു. അന്ന് രാത്രി സാരി അഴിച്ചു മാറ്റിയപ്പോള്‍ എന്റെ കൊഴുത്ത മാറിടം കണ്ടു ഹുസ് മയങ്ങിപ്പോയി; പതുക്കെ അടിപ്പവട അഴിഞ്ഞു; നന്നായി വലിച്ചു മുറുക്കിയുടുത്ത എന്റെ ഒന്നര കണ്ടതോടെ അദ്ധേഹത്തിനു ഭ്രാന്ത് പിടിച്ചു; ഒന്നര വലിച്ചുപരിക്കാനും അഴിക്കാനും നോക്കി...പക്ഷെ അതിന്റെ കുത്ത് നന്നായി മുരുകിയിരുന്നു; അവസാനം താരഴിക്കാന്‍ ഞാനും സഹായിച്ചു....പിന്നെ മറക്കാനാവാത്ത പലതും നടന്നു....എപ്പോഴും എന്റെ തരു കണ്ടാല്‍ അദ്ദേഹം എന്നെ പിടിച്ചു വലിച്ചു മുറിയില്‍ കയറി കതകടക്കും, ഓഫീസില്‍ പോകുമ്പൊള്‍ എന്റെ ഒന്നര പൊതിഞ്ഞു ബാഗില്‍ കരുതും.. അത് കണ്ടാല്‍ പല സ്വീറ്റ് മെമോരിഎസും ഉണ്ടാകുമത്രേ! അങ്ങനെ ഒന്നരകൊണ്ട് ഞാന്‍ ഭര്‍ത്താവിനെ മയക്കി; പാന്റീസ് ഞാന്‍ ഉപേക്ഷിച്ചു; ഇപ്പോള്‍ വളരെ സെക്സി ആയി ഒന്നര അടിയില്‍ ഉടുക്കുന്നു ഇന്റെരെസ്റെദ് ആയവര്‍ ഒന്നര മെമൊഇര്സ് ഷെയര്‍ ചെയ്‌താല്‍ ഞാന്‍ ഇനിയും എഴുതാം ....ഒന്നരമുണ്ടിന്റെ കഥകള്‍ ഇനിയുമുണ്ട് ഡീര്‍ ഫ്രണ്ട്സ്.

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Uma asked me to congratulate you, Author ! So, congratulations for the touching experience, well narrated, honestly. And it's a kick all of us.. all thaaar lovers !

Onnaraayanam - Experiences

Uma went through all mails on Onnara. On reading through some of the experiences, she told me that she too has such experiences. Onnara during the School and College days ... Uma says, there's a lot to say. That's why she chose the following experience (quote) for this post.

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ഒന്നര സ്മരണകള്‍ അയവിറക്കുമ്പോള്‍ ഇതാ എന്റെ ഒരു കലാലയ കഥ; വര്‍ഷങ്ങള്‍ക്കു മുമ്പ് നടന്ന സംഭവമാണ്; പഞ്ചാരമണല് വിരിച്ച നാട്ടുപാതയിലൂടെ രാവിലെ പുസ്തകക്കെട്ടും, രിക്കര്ഡും, ചോറ്റുപാത്രത്തില്‍ നിറച്ച ചോറും ആയി ഞങ്ങള്‍ മൂന്നു കൂട്ടുകാരികള്‍ ൪ കിലോമെട്രെ അകലെ ഉള്ള കോളേജിലേക്ക് നടന്നുപോകുകയാണ്. അതുവഴി ബസ്സ് ഇല്ല; അതുകൊണ്ട് കഥയും പറഞ്ഞു നടക്കും; പുറകെ കുറെ പന്ച്ചരക്കുട്ടന്മാര്‍ കമന്റ് അടിച്ച് കൊണ്ടു വരുന്നുണ്ടാവും; പ്ര-ഡിഗ്രി ക്ലാസ്സാണ്. ൨ കിലോമെട്രെ നടന്നപ്പോള്‍ ഏതോ വസ്ത്രം അടിയില്‍ നിന്നു അഴിഞ്ഞു പോയതുപോലെ തോന്നി; അന്ന് ലോങ്ങ് സ്കിര്ടും ജച്കെട്ടുമാണ് വേഷം; അടിയില്‍ ഞങ്ങളില്‍ ൨ പേര്‍ നിക്കര്‍ ഇടും. എന്റെ വീട്ടുകാര്‍ വല്യ ചിട്ട ഉള്ള കുടുംബക്കരയിരുന്നു ; ഞാന്‍ നീളമുള്ള ഒന്നര ച്ചുട്ട്യ്തോര്‍ത്തു കുതിയുടുതാണ് നടക്കുക;അമ്മയുടെ ഒര്ടെരന്; അതുകൊണ്ട് പാന്റീസ് (ഷട്ടി) ഇടാന്‍ പേടിയായിരുന്നു; മുറുക്കി തറ്റുടുത്ത്‌ നടന്നില്ലെന്കില്‍ അമ്മ കൊല്ലാന്‍ വരും; കോളേജില്‍ പോകുമ്പോഴും അതുകൊണ്ട് തോര്‍ത്ത്‌ അടിയില്‍ തരുടുക്കുകയെ മാര്‍ഗമുണ്ടയിരുന്നുല്‍ ഉ.ഞാന്‍ മാത്രമല്ല; മറപ്പുരയില്‍ കുത്തിയിരുന്ന് മുല്ലുംപോള്‍ ഒട്ടേറെ ചേച്ചിമാര്‍ ഒന്നര ഉടുത്തു വന്നിരുന്നത് കണ്ടു.

അറിയാതെ അഴിഞ്ഞു പോയത് കുതിയുടുത്ത തോര്താണ്!ആകെ നാണക്കേടായി; കൂട്ടുകാരികളോട് കാര്യം പറഞ്ഞു; ഞങ്ങള്‍ സൂത്രത്തില്‍ അടുത്ത വീട്ടില്‍ കയറി;അവിടത്തെ ചേച്ചി മരപ്പുര കാട്ടിത്തന്നു- അകത്തുകയറി അഴിഞ്ഞ തോര്‍ത്ത്‌ അടിയില്‍ മുറുക്കി തറ്റുടുത്ത്‌. കുറെ നടക്കുമ്പോള്‍ ഒന്നരയുടെ കുത്ത് അഴിയുമെന്നും ഇടക്ക് അടിക്കുടുത്തത് മുരുക്കനമെന്നും അവിടുത്തെ ചേച്ചി പറഞ്ഞു തന്നു.അവര്‍ ഒരു നേര്ത്ത മല്ലുമുണ്ടാണ് ഉടുത്തിരുന്നത്; അടിയിലുടുത്ത ഒന്നരയുടെ ചുളിവും,കുത്തും, ന്ജോറിയും തെളിഞ്ഞു കാണാമായിരുന്നു; നല്ല ഭാങ്ങിയയിരുന്നു; ഒന്നര ഉടുക്കുന്നത് നല്ലതാണെന്നും ആ ചേച്ചി പറഞ്ഞു.... ഏതയാലും കല്യാണം കഴിഞ്ഞു കുട്ടികലയെന്കിലും ഒന്നര എന്നും ഞാന്‍ ഉപേക്ഷിച്ചിട്ടില്ല; പിന്നെ വികാരം കയറുമ്പോള്‍ തരഴിച്ചു മുരുക്കിയുടുക്കും; അത് അമ്മ പഠിപ്പിച്ച ഒരു സൂത്രമാണ്; ഒന്നര ഉടുക്കുന്ന ചെചിമാരില്‍ നിന്നും ഇനിയും പല അനുഭവങ്ങളും പ്രതീക്ഷിക്കുന്നു.. എന്ന് നിങ്ങളുടെ ….

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Uma says, this experience gives a good lesson to all those who wish to migrate to onnara. She'll tell us how to ensure that the thaar is intact (no fear of opening out at awkward moments and place !).

Onnaraayanam - Continued

Uma suggested that the next post on "Onnaraayanam" should be on 'How to wear a thaar'. So, here is the quote from a mail. Thank you author (I could have put your name and ID. But in case you don't like that ? ) .

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Ini onnara udukkunna reethi vivarikkam. Eluppamulla reethi ethanu:
Onnaramundu arayil chutti madipolulla bhagam valichuneetti Purathekkidunnu ( Valare neelamulla madi venam ennartham. Madiyude neelam, purakil konduchennu kutthanulla athrayum venam.) . Ennittu, madi kalukalkkidayiloode pinnilekkeduthu, kundichaliloode valichu murukki purakil nithambathinte madhya bhagathu chalinu mukalilayi murukki kuthunnu. Ithu thekkan reethi aanu. Avide ethinu thattudukkalennum, kuthiyudukkalennum parayum. Neelan
chutty thortho, veethi kuranja mallu murichedutha onnaramundo, karayulla kaithari onnarayo, kozhivalan thortho, thekkulla pennungal ethinupayogikkunnu.
Malabar reethi vyathyasthavum valare saasthreeyavumanu. Onnaramundu arayil ketti akathe konthala njathiyidunnu; ennittu akathe konthala njorinju madakki
kalinnidayiloode pinnilekku valichu kuthunnu; Angane cheyyumbol
yoneebhaagam nalla njori vecha oru paad kondu pothinjathu polirikkum;
athukondu dischrge vannalo ariyathe mensus vannalo onnum
pedikkanda. Njathiyidunna akam konthalayude orattam njorinju madakki
munnil thirukum; Ingane onnara udukkaan nalla pariseelanam venam. Ammayimaro, mannathipennungalo (ippol avarodonnum ithu parayaanavilla ketto ) , chechimaro, ammamaro, ithu paranju tharum. Pakshe malabar reethi kurachu vishamamanenkilum valare safe aanu; shuddiyo pantieso idunnathinekkaal onnara udukkunnathu valare
nallathanu. Njan ombatham vayassil padicha onnara udukkal eppozhum thudarunnu. Puthiya generation ithu anukarikkanamennu abhyarthikkunnu. 
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Uma is expert in the Thekkan reethi ( as our author writes it !). But she is not familiar with the Malabar style. Uma requests knowledgeable ladies to give a more detailed explanation of how to wear an Onnara in the Malabar reethi.

What is an Onnara ?

Uma read all my postings on Thaar. She suggested that I must first quote the following (What is an Onnara? ) . This is what a girl (Chechi !) wrote :

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ONNARA ennal enthanennu ariyaathavar undennu debate messages vayichappol thonni. ONNARA ennuparanjal, onnaramundu; athava THAR! Oru mundu ennal 4 muzham (180cms.) long; ONNARAMUNDU ennal onnum arayum chernna alavilulla mundu-ie 6 muzham neelam (270cms./about 2.5 metres) . Sadharana mundinekkal neelamullathu onnarayude val kalinnidayiloode pinnilekkeduthu thattudukkunnathu kondanu.Pakshe onnaramundinu sadharana mundinekkal veethi kuravanu; Sadharana mundu 3muzham veethi; onnaramundu 2/2.5 muzham mathram veethi. Onnarayude artham ethanu.

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Now, do you get it ? Why is Onnara called Onnara ?

But I have a doubt. Why is Thaar called so ?

Onnaraayanam

Uma was surprised.  More than the surprise, she was thrilled . After a few very busy days, she got time to be with me.  I didn't go for work yesterday (Tuesday). So, she came in to me at around 9.30 in the morning. I was deep in my mail box, reviewing them. She is aware that I am getting very many emails everyday. That's how I show her all the malayaalam stories (Kambi kathakal) !

But yesterday, I was thrilled on the mails on "Onnarayo Pantieso ?". I did show all those mails, and Uma was thrilled. Her surprise was out of the bold writing about thaar by girls, and their experiences. Infact, I just copied the text of some of thosel mails and stored in my pen drive. Uma read all mails, and asked about the authors. I did explain all the facts to her.

Then it flashed in my mind that I should put the abstract of all those messages here. But later, I decided to post the mails as such. However, I am finally posting the text of some of the messages. I am not giving the author's mail IDs here. However, I thank all those ladies/girls who wrote the "onnara charitham" and descriptions, so beautifully. I made little bit of editing of the text. Please follow me for the posts on thaar and Onnara.

THANKS again to those ladies and girls.  I appreciate your contributions, and request all of you to write more. {You may put your comments in these pages, if you desire so.). 

This is Onnaraayanam  or  Thaaraayanam !

Busy times

Uma had a very busy time. Last saturday, Vasu came in. He left yesterday (Sunday) evening. With her father and Kunjamma here, its but natural that Uma must have been busy. Yeah.. that's what really was.

Though Padma informed Vasu about her extended treatment and the need for postponing her return, Vasu couldn't stay. He talked to me, and I explained to him that there's nothing wrong, but would be better to extend the treatment for a week more. However, Vasu was worried about Padma, and that's why he started straight to us. He reached here on Saturday morning. Fortunately, Pai was with us to pick him from the Rly station, that too early in the morning. Later, Vasu went to the clinic, with Padma. Probably he wanted to confirm that there's nothing to worry, from the doctor.

In the evening, on my return from office (I came very late, as I was very busy with my dues), Vasu sat with me for a long time. He was worried over his wife. I could convince him that there's nothing wrong, and the decision is right. And then we celebrated our meeting. We're chewing our golden days.. good old days.. He was enjoying.

But, for me , the chewing was interrupted with the sparks.. Sparks of memories of my intimate moments with Padma. Oh.. I am with one, with whom I've to be very cautious .. ! Padma's his wife !! Oh ..

On Sunday, again, I had a very busy schedule. I had to go to my office for handling certain issues. I could return by 4.30 pm only. Vasu left home, immediately on my reaching. Pai had a restless day.

Uma, in the evening was complaining. She wanted to tell me something very important. I said "We'll see tomorrow", and winked at her.

Extension of festival

Uma repeatedly asked me what I am trying to do. That's yesterday evening. It was regarding Padma's returning home this Sunday.

Last day, I told you about the plans. Vasu'll be here on Saturday and they both will return on Sunday. I felt as if something very valuable ia about to lose. Uma too must have felt so, that's what I could make out from her tensed queries.

As I told you, I called on the Doctor treating Padma, in the evening. I had a brief discussion, and he gladly agreed to extend the treatment for a week more. Afterall, he'll be earning more; and there's no harm in doing this treatment for a week more. That's a win-win game !  However, I told the doctor to put things in a sweeter way to Padma.  That's why today, Padma was told by the Doctor that she has to continue the process for another seven days. That'll improve the condition, and that's essential.

Padma is just back. She straight came to me (I was on Blogger) and narrated what the doctor told her. I said "if that's essential, yes..yes.. you must be here ... and complete the treatment". Padma stood there for a minute. I know she must have been thinking about Vasu. So, I said "call Vasu and tell him now..  about the plans.  Tell him we'll fix the return programme only after the doctor gives a clearance, next week...".  I threw the stone well ahead (Odunna pattikku oru muzham munne ). May be , another opportunity may crop up !  Padma went down to her room. 

Now, its Uma's turn. She'll be here shortly. So, let me wind up for the moment, and put on my virtual eyes to Padma's room. Bye

Blue Bra

Uma took over 20 snaps. I showed you three of them. Today, I just reviewed all pictures of mine.. in knickers, in panties, in bra, and in thaar.  You know, Uma enjoyed the event..  She dressed me up with all those, one after the other. I was thrilled as Uma was too thrilled. 

Chey..Chey .. how can I show you all those pictures? I feel shy ! Anyhow, I've already shown you those three. To represent all others, i'll show you just one more today !  Please bear with me. 

Here is the one . Does it look very artistic ?  No way !

"Fancy dress"

Uma dressed me up, with her garments. It was yesterday morning; I didn't go for work. Padma went to the clinic for treatment, with Pai. Remani, as usual, was in the kitchen. Uma came in after the breakfast. She enjoyed well, looking at me , and fingering me allover.  She took a few snaps too. Here are just three of them. The rest will follow.

First, she made me wear her bra. One with a foam pad. Then a knicker, which she normally doesn't use.  She then made me wear a thaar .. it was too difficult to wear that, as my rod was pushing it up and away. However, with much difficulty, I had to wear the thaar. That was with the thaarmundu she left in my room in the early hours of the day ! Do you remember, the gift Uma gives me in the morning, on most days ?

Return of a delicacy

Uma came in today morning and reminded me that Vasu would be coming on Saturday. Infact, she came to me to show some of the pictures she took on my 'fancy dress'. Yesterday, she made me dress up like a girl ( no, like a lady .. she gave me her garments !). A bit later on that !

Padma is planning to return home, on completing her treatment on Friday. Vasu is expected here on Saturday, and the couple would return on Sunday.

I think I must ask Padma to stay here for some more time. When its feast time, one should enjoy eating that. The feast is now readily available, but I have certain reservations to enjoy that. In effect, I am starving, though the feast is right in my front !

During the last 5 days, I didnot have my midnight feast. I'm scared of Uma.. if she catches me .. that would be a serious issue. 'Payye thinnaal panayum thinnaam '.

I'll talk to the doctor, for extending Padma's treatment, may be for a week atleast. I shall tell you the result today evening. Moreover, I've to discuss with Uma regrading the programme. Uma's consent is a must these days !

Traditions and rituals

Uma gave me a very informative lecture on the need for appropriate garments to be worn during religious functions and rituals. 

Yesterday, when I told her about the importance of "traditional garments (underwears, in particular)" during temple rituals, Uma started her authoritative explanations. And you know, Uma being an Antharjanam, thinks she is an authority on all such religious matters. That's true too. 

I asked her opinion on the 'Churidaar' issue ( a dispute, even now ) at Guruvaayoor. To this, she replied :

"Maamma, girls only know how convienient a dress is 'churidaar'. Churidaar is very convienient to wear, suits our climate, covers well, comfortable , ideal for travel, and so on. Saree is only next to  this. Mundu and neriyathu (settumundu) comes third "

I made an interruption and said "Uma, you may be right. But, do you know what's the most beautiful dress ? ".

"Saree..  " Uma said, to which I nodded my head for a 'no'.  "Then what?" she exclaimed.

"Birthday suit"..  I said and woke up to move on.

"You..  naughty.. Maamma, you fooled me..". Uma, showing anger on her face, caught me and twisted my ears.

"OK OK .. Uma you proceed ..." I prompted her to continue. 

"NO ! .. " and she walked away.

Onnarayo Pantieso ?

Uma was excited, when I told her that there was a serious discussion in a Yahoo Group (Kochupusthakom5) about thaar (Onnara). I briefed her about the interesting and useful comments from the readers. I stressed that many ladies and girls participated in the discussion. Some of the comments (from some of the males) too were very intersting. This also made it very clear that many (most of ?) Keralites are not aware of Onnara (Thaar). That's a pity, I feel. We all should popularise this simple but excellant undie for women. It's our tradition ! It's Keralite !! It's Malayalee !!! We should protect our culture. 

Uma agreed to my views, and told me to write to those people, and the Groups, about my innocent revelations on the subject. She also made a comment that :" We are not against panties. But thaar is different, and better in many ways.  That's why let us all promote Onnara/Thaar".  That's why I am here writing to you all now. 

I invite all your attention to my earlier posts on thaar. Please see the labels below this post, and click on the link "thaar". You'll get informative and interesting facts about thaar. But you'll also feel some of my experiences too - my innocent revelations.

As promised earlier, I shall try to post some pictures. I hope Uma would help me in doing this. Afterall, it would be an effort to educate many "illiterate" Keralites. A humble and simple effort to save our heritage and culture.  Await ...  for a pictorial account of thaar .. Please bear with me for delays, if any, in my attempt.

Scary day

Uma , yesterday evening , had a minute's chat with me. She was like a Police inspector inquiring a case. And that's why she was questioning me on the morning chat.

As I had told you, Uma, yesterday in the morning, had a lengthy narration of her erotic experience with her Kunjamma over the last few days. As a conclusion, she commented "that's why I told you, things are much beyond what you think, Maamma". I was surprised over her comment. Again, with a sigh, came my words ' That's right... the truth is much beyond what you understand, Uma". My midnight quickies were trumpting in my mind. My face must have mirrored those thoughts. May be, Uma didn't get them.

But in the evening, I realised that I am wrong. That must be why Uma plunged in the evening to me and started the inquiry. She wanted to know, why I said so ? "Why.. why.. Uma, why do you ask me so ?" I tried to play it down by my defense.

How can I hint her that Padma is covering up her games ? How can I say that Padma is very shrewed and clever in this relationships ?

Any suspicion in Uma's mind would become a blow over me. Padma knows that well. I hope Uma didn't get any clues. So, I decided not to make any midnight affair, on this day. Added to this, the whole night I was worried.. Why did Uma laugh at me when she returned ? Is she palying another clever game of hiding something ? Chchey... that can't be !

Midnight feasts

Uma is now convinced that her Kunjamma is not that bad a lady as she had experienced earlier. That's because, kujamma is very loving and caring these days. When Uma told me about this, I just sighed and said " it's the change of time and place ...  may be that's god decided.. ". But Uma laughed ..  and said " it's more to it than you think, Maamma". 

I was shocked. "How's that ?" I asked her. "Ippol samayamilla... njan naale ravile vannu parayaam ", and she walked into the kithen. I knew now, Remani was calling her for help.

I smoked my brain for long. What made Uma say so ? Is it that she smelled my midnight adventures with Padma? But we've been very careful.. No chance of being caught by Uma. I didn't get an answer till today morning. 

Today morning, being karkkidakavavu, I decided not to go to office. Moreover, Uma and Kunjamma wanted to go to Krishnan kovil. Uma requested me to join them. So I did. We were back home by 8 O'clock, after leaving Padma at the clinic (for her routine treatment). 

After our breakfast, Uma followed me to my room. Since she was with her settumundu, I was very excited and wanted to see her opened. As we entered the room, Uma started her ringing. She started telling me about Kunjamma, answering to my doubts. 

"I caught her weakness" Uma said. 

"What" I was confused. "Ellarkkumullathupole Kunjammaykkum onnundu.. oru weekness.."

Uma continued. "Piriyaanu.. athu kunjammakkishtamanu". Oh, I got it now. Its a new discovery from Uma. Kunjamma is a lesbian. But I know now, how she is. May be she likes this too.

"How do you know ?" I asked her. Then she narrated me her experience over the last few days. Starting from applying and massaging a cream for mascular pain over Padma's back and shoulders, to full lesbo acts by them.

I was confused now .. How come this is possible ? ..  But I was in their room in the midnight !   Before the midnight feast with me, Padma must have had a special feast with Uma. Oh..Padma is great.