Vishu sadya ( വിഷു സദ്യ )

Uma took the lead for the Sadya. Now, I am referring to the last (2008) Vishu sadya.

Remani, however was the key person for realising the Sadya, and infact all of Vishu. Uma, with the help of Remani, arranged the sadya on the dining table. It was almost 1.30 noon.
I was in my room, enjoying a dose of liquid gold. I had a stock of a pint of 'Kuzhaloothukaarante swarnam' . Thanks to Pai. I decided to gulp one more and go to the dining table. I remember, it was my third dose. Yeah, I swallowed it (that's bad !) and moved on. At the dining table, Uma was waiting for me. Remani was inside the kitchen. I sat, and Uma followed. I called Remani. She came rushing in. I asked her ... " did you keep a sadya for your boys at home ? ". My question was infact an innocent one, and just to initiate a chat. I was referring her sons, who are at her home. She said in a low voice "No.. I'll make it in the evening for them.." . I was a bit shocked.
"Then ... what would they do now .. ?... " I asked .
"It's ok.. they'll eat something there.. they'll manage..." she replied, and tried to roll over.
I felt too bad about that. In a moment, I called Uma ..."Uma , take the tiffin carrier... fillup everything... send Remani home right now ... ".
Uma and Remani was confused... I said "yes...right now ... Remani, you go with the food.. your sons should eat first...".
Remani tried to negate my plan. But I was very firm. Uma joined me ... seeing my mood ... and she moved into the kitchen. Remani followed her.
In a few minutes, I saw Uma coming out with a big tiffin carrier ( 6 stories !) and one or two small ones (in a bag). She kept them on the table, and looked at me.
"Angane venam ..." I said. And hinted her to send Remani home. Remani came out (in her saree. She did change her settu mundu) and looked at me. With a smile, I said "take an auto and go home... come tomorrow ... no need today .. "
Remani took the vessels and walked out. Uma, looking confused at me, followed her to the door and to the gate.
After a mew minutes, I could hear an autorickshaw braking.. and then pushing of... must be with Remani. And Uma came back to me to the dining.
"poyo ..?" I asked. "aa.. poyi .." she said.
I started enjoying the sadya. Uma too followed me. May be a few minutes we were busy with the dishes .. it's all fine and nice. Remani's 'kaipunyam' !

"Entinaa chechiye paranju vittathu ? " suddenly Uma asked me. Now, it was my turn to get confused and shocked. I looked at her with a big question mark in my eyes (or on my face ?).
"njaan paranju vitto ?... aa piller pattiniyirikkaan paadilla ... athaanu ... " I replied. Infact that was my real intention.
"ampada kallaa... enikkariyaam..." Uma continued.
"what ? .." I exclaimed.
"I know... you wanted a trouble free afternoon ... to celebrate... alle ?.. " Uma, opened her mind and posed a question.
"No...no... it's not that..." I tried to clarify.
"Ooommm.... ooomm... " Uma's long tone was a negative one to that. I kept quiet.
This happens many a time. I have a good intention , and I do something good. But she interprets the unimagined side. What this Innocent Revelator can do .. but to continue revealing !
The events during the rest of the day proved that Uma did like Remani's exit for the day. That's why Uma did not worry for privacy. And Uma shared my 'liquid gold' later in the evening.

After lunch, I planned for a nap. That's why I went to my bed... may be at around 3 pm. But before I could sleep, Uma came in ... slowly... like a cat ... I gestured her to give company... and she sat beside me on the bed...
The closeness lead to further closeness and finally, as you could gues, it all lead to being one. Yeah... we were one for over an hour... and without any inhibiting elements.



... Vishu Sandhya will continue..

Thattuduthum Thattazhichum (തറ്റ്ടുത്തും തറ്റ്ഴിച്ചും )

Uma has poetic instincts. She writes instant poems (may be two or four lines), if she's in good mood ... and if cool.. She must have been in good mood today morning. That's why she narrated the following poem to me.
As usual, I had a chat with her today morning. Being Saturday, and less busy at work, I decided to go late to Office. Infact Remani came to me and reminded me of the time. I told her that I would go a bit late. Uma did not call me . I called her by around 7 am. She , on answering, told me that she was about to ring me. That's fine I said.
Yesterday night, when I had a night chat, I happened to tell her that Thattuduthapennu is missing, and it looks she must have eloped with someone { Please take it sportively, Devu madam ... ! } Uma couldn't resist her loud laugh. And I too. May be this made Uma to scribble an instant poem, which she asked me to post here. And here it is ...

{ Oh... Uma enna nimisha kavayathriyude oru mahathaaya rachana ... ! }

Thattudutha penne ... penne,
Thattazhinju poyo ... ninte,
Thattuduthu vaayo ... vegam,
Thattazhinja blogil .

{ ഓ... ഉമ എന്ന നിമിഷ കവയത്രിയുടെ ഒരു മഹത്തായ രചന ... !
തറ്റുടുത്ത പെണ്ണേ ... പെണ്ണേ,
തറ്റ്ഴിഞ്ഞ് പോയോ ... നിന്‍റെ,
തറ്റുടുത്ത്‌ വായോ ... വേഗം,
തറ്റ്ഴിഞ്ഞ ബ്ലോഗില്‍ .
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തറ്റ്ടുത്തും തറ്റ്ഴിച്ചും. { Thattuduthum Thattazhichum) :
'Thattuduthu' means ready for action. It also means, in the erotic sense, that not willing for sexual pleasures.
'Thattazhichu' means Not ready for action. And also means willing for sexual pleasures.

On this background, an approximate translation (not literal) would go like this :

Girl.. Oh.. smart and daring,
Why are you not seen (ready) yet,
Be smart and get back
To the open world of Blogs.

Vishu 2009

Uma ennum vilikkum. Innum raavile vilichirunnu.
Penn manasasthram kurachalla valare budhimuttaanu chilappol manasilaakkaan. Veerum vaasiyumaayi ninnirunna Uma ippol oru paavamaayi othungi kazhiyunnu. Thettukal cheythuvennu oru velipaadundaayathu pole. Athe, enikku manasilaavum. Pakshe, engane marakkum nee kazhinjathellaam ... Engane marakkum njan ninne...

Uma innu Vishuvineppatti parayaanidayaayi. Kazhinja Vishuvinte visheshangal ormippikkaanaayi njan annathe chila flashes paranju. Uma onnum marannittilla. pakshe , athekkurichu orkkaan ento.. bhyakkunnathu pole.. Enthu sambhavichu Umaykku ? Enikkariyilla !

Kazhinja varsham Vishuvinu .... The Vishukkani was unique.. Vishu sadya was extremely sweet .. I remember, I wrote about that .. isn't it ?

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ഉമ എന്നും വിളിക്കും. ഇന്നും രാവിലെ വിളിച്ചിരുന്നു.
പെണ്‍ മനസാസ്ത്രം, കുറച്ചല്ല വളരെ ബുദ്ധിമുട്ടാണ്, ചിലപ്പോള്‍ മനസിലാക്കാന്‍. വീറും വാശിയുമായി നിന്നിരുന്ന ഉമ ഇപ്പോള്‍ ഒരു പാവമായി ഒതുങ്ങി കഴിയുന്നു. തെറ്റുകള്‍ ചെയ്തുവെന്ന് ഒരു വെളിപാടുണ്ടായത് പോലെ. അതെ, എനിക്ക് മനസിലാവും. പക്ഷെ, എങ്ങനെ മറക്കും നീ കഴിഞ്ഞതെല്ലാം ... എങ്ങനെ മറക്കും ഞാന്‍ നിന്നെ...

ഉമ ഇന്നു വിഷുവിനെപ്പറ്റി പറയാനിടയായി. കഴിഞ്ഞ വിഷുവിന്റെ വിശേഷങ്ങള്‍ ഓര്‍മിപ്പിക്കാനായി ഞാന്‍ അന്നത്തെ ചില നിമിഷങ്ങള്‍പറഞ്ഞു. ഉമ ഒന്നും മറന്നിട്ടില്ല. പക്ഷെ , അതെക്കുറിച്ച് ഓര്‍ക്കാന്‍ എന്തോ.. ഭയക്കുന്നത് പോലെ.. എന്ത് സംഭവിച്ചു ഉമയ്ക്ക്‌ ? എനിക്കറിയില്ല !

കഴിഞ്ഞ വര്‍ഷം വിഷുവിന് .... The Vishukkani was unique.. Vishu sadya was extremely sweet .. I remember, I wrote about that .. isn't it ?

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Ultsavam ( ഉല്‍ത്സവം )

Uma, today morning, called me. The usual chat ... and expressions of the goodness of the gone days ! Anyhow..... , it's all part of life. I think none of us should keep locked on to the past. Steer well off the course, and keep driving.... for better pastures... and life !
The point now is, Uma told me that she'll be attending the "Aaaraattu" (ആറാട്ട്‌) today in their nearby temple. Ultsavam there is from Meenam 1 to Meenam 7. Today being Meenam 7, its Aaraattu - the concluding festival.
Ultsavam .... it reminded me of my school days. Let me tell you some golden memoirs.
Ultsavams used to be an inspiration, and a celebration. Invariably, Ultsavams are during the summer exams (final exams) of the year. I remember, inspite of all the exams ( Exams were very serious affairs for me .. that's how I've been brought up), Ultsavams were celebrated. The celebration starts the day before Meenam 1. On that day, an elephant and a set of 'Melakkaar' (chenda, nagaswaram, .. gang) would arrive. The first and foremost pleasure was watching the elephant.. for long time.. may be for hours even..! I've been a kind of 'Kodiyettam Gopi' character those days.
The period I have enjoyed most were in my 9th and 10th standard days. Almost all evenings and nights, I used to be at the Temple campus ... watching Ultsavam. There used to be many programmes, ... Kathakali, Dance, Ottanthullal, Paattukatchery, Kathaprasangam, Harikatha, and so on... in addition to the Ezhunnellippu, and other processions and rituals.
Programmes like Kathakali, kathaprasangam, etc... used to start after 9 in the night, and would go for many hours. I used to be in the ultsavaparambu to watch all that. My mother, and some of the other family members and relatives too used to be there. I've been a permanent accompaniment to them (if the next day is not an exam day).
Being a 'paavam payyan', I was fortunate to be the accompaniment to many of the women in my family ( fairly large in strength) and relatives who are neighbors too. They took me to accompany them to go to the temple, and return home from the ultsavaparambu, whether during day or night. I remember, I've been accompanying Devechi and Chittamma to the temple (for kathakali or dance) after dinner, and return home late in the night after midnight. Though I myself was scared to move on the night, they were confident of having an "aanthuna".
The most interesting role I had during the programme time (night) , was going accompaniment to ladies and girls to the rear end of the 'ambalamuttam', beyond the 'chuttumathil'. I remember, that corner was not illuminated (but not too dark) but was poorly lit. This was intentional, as the women used to use this corner for pissing. During the programme, my mother or chittamma used to call me and ask me to accompany one or two of the other ladies or girls. I would go with them to that corner. i would stay a bit away, as the lady or girl would move a few feet away from me (as if I don't look at them). The lady would now lift her mundu, untie her thaar, and sit. Standing in a posture as if I am looking elsewhere, I was watching (through the corner of my eyes....) them. After pissing, she would get up, and redo her thaar. Some of them would look at me ( may be to check whether I am watching ) and then continue to tie up the thaar. She/they would return to me and I would follow them back to their seats.
This is done many times during the programme. Lady after lady... I've been entertained many times during the programme.

Angine rathriyil pala pennungalude thaar kaanaanulla bhagyam enikkundaayi. Ultsava divasangalilellaam ithu aavarthichirunnu. Kootinu pokuka ennathu ente oru sthiram joli aayi .
pakshe, njan pathaam classil aayappol, ithinu vithyaasam vannu. Devechi, chittamma, thudangi kurachu per maathram vuilikkum. jaan koode poyi maari nilkkum. pakshe, Devechi aanenkil njaan theerchayaayum nokki nilkkuka thanne cheyyum. Devechikku athu ishtamulla kaaryavumaayirunnu.
Ultsavam ennaal angine venamallo ... athoru aaghoshamanallo ... thaarukal kaanunna aaghosham !

{ അങ്ങിനെ രാത്രിയില്‍ പല പെണ്ണുങ്ങളുടെ താര്‍ കാണാനുള്ള ഭാഗ്യം എനിക്കുണ്ടായി. ഉല്‍ത്സവ ദിവസങ്ങളിലെല്ലാം ഇതു ആവര്‍ത്തിച്ചിരുന്നു. കൂടിനു പോകുക എന്നത് എന്റെ ഒരു സ്ഥിരം ജോലി ആയി .
പക്ഷെ, ഞാന്‍ പത്താം ക്ലാസ്സില്‍ ആയപ്പോള്‍, ഇതിന് വിത്യാസം വന്നു. ടെവേച്ചി, ചിറ്റമ്മ, തുടങ്ങി കുറച്ചു പേര്‍ മാത്രം വ്‌ിളിക്കും. ഞാന്‍ കൂടെ പോയി മാറി നില്ക്കും. പക്ഷെ, ടെവേച്ചി ആണെന്കില്‍ ഞാന്‍ തീര്ച്ചയായും നോക്കി നില്‍ക്കുക തന്നെ ചെയ്യും. ടെവേചിക്ക് അത് ഇഷ്ടമുള്ള കാര്യവുമായിരുന്നു.
ഉല്‍ത്സവം എന്നാല്‍ അങ്ങിനെ വേണമല്ലോ ... അതൊരു ആഘോഷമാണല്ലോ ... താരുകള്‍ കാണുന്ന ആഘോഷം !}

Gone are the days... good days .. Uma days..

Uma is almost turned a 'cashier'. And I've turned a 'pauper' ... of (not money) good days.
But she's still with me. Particularly at night. I feel her (virtual) choodum choorum ( ചൂടും ചൂരും) almost all nights.
With Uma days (which I am still hopeful to return) , I had and used the hardware and software. Uma shared those with me. Now, the hardware is different, but the software is same.
Uma , you know well, resides in me. She is my software now, Remani is just my dump terminal.

But I must tell you.. Remani tries to erase off all Uma software from me. That's why she shares her hardware... thinking that I 'll erase (or will automatically erase ) off all those. That's why Remani plays to my fantacies and tunes.

I know for sure, Remani can't be a replacement for Uma. Uma is Uma is Uma. And that can't change. May be she's away for sometime. But she'll be back .. sooner than later.
Having all my cards flopped, I am thinking of a new card. Uma, in the absence of any right trump card, is quiet now.
I am expecting a call from Vasu. I know, he has to call me anytime in a week's time. Padma is due for her checkup with the Doctor. I'll make them turnup here, atleast for a couple of days. Those two days must be the critical ones. I'll play my trump. But, Padma the Joker is equally a trump.. You know .. !

May come (വരും ... വരാതിരിക്കില്ല.. )

Uma is yet to get back. She , it looks, is settling down. She is more inclined to being there... ofcourse Padma and Vasu are successful in convincing her. Yet, I am on my efforts to get her back. I am not confident.
Everyday, Uma comes to me.. over the mobile calls. I told her... it's only BSNL winning... and not you or me. She just laughed (it off) .
Many of Uma's personal articles are still at my place. Remani was too smart to keep them safely... away from my eyes... It's all in a cupboard now.. I heard Remani telling (herself) the other day... "ആ പെണ്ണിന്റെ സാമഗ്രിക്ളാ ... എന്ത് ചെയ്യാനാ ... ഇവിടെ ഇരിക്കട്ടെ... എന്നെന്കിലും വരുമായിരിക്കും ... ..".
Yeah ..... that's what I too wish. "എന്നെന്കിലും വരുമായിരിക്കും... വരാതിരിക്കില്ല ... വരണം ... "

{ "aa penninte saamagrikalaa ... enthu cheyyaanaa ... ivide irikkatte... ennenkilum varumaayirikkum ... ..".
Yeah.. that's what I too wish. "ennenkilum varumaayirikkum... varaathirikkilla ... varanam ... "
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