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Showing posts with label Eighth sense. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Eighth sense. Show all posts

Thursday, November 13, 2008

Colourful thaars

Uma had it saffron yesterday. My neighbor lady had it white ( ? off-white !) . For the first fact, I can't show you a proof; just believe me. But for the second, here is the proof.

















Today, early morning, at about 7 am, my neighbor lady came on their roof-top. She had her bath, and in a new settumundu, she was putting her cloths on the cloth lines on the terrace. She had a full set of dress on the cloth line. Oh.. no... except her bra.
Just look at the above picture. You can see the settumundu (pair), a blouse, a paavaada, thaar mundu, and a kerchief. But no bra.
Now, you could easily intrapolate how she was in the last evening and night. She had all the traditional malayali dress, plus the paavaada and minus the bra. What more do I need to get my eighth sense awakened ?
But all the peak of my kicks were from saffron yesterday. Uma had her thaar with the new saffron coloured thaar mundu. I told you last day, she brought two coloured thaar mundus from Vaikom. It was the saffron's turn yesterday. And it was really 'kicking' !

Wednesday, August 27, 2008

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 ! }

Saturday, August 23, 2008

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.