Ammalu, when I turn back, fail to understand how me, a man of intelligence, wisdom, money and influence did agree to marry you, an Appiyer school third class- fail, ordinary, village girl?’
‘I don’t know all those. I remember your mother handing you over to me and telling me, ‘Konthai, child! Make him a man. Start from alphabets. He knows only ‘E’ for eating’