Author: shivam

  • Ammalu is always right

    ‘Ammalu, I am not complaining, but conveying my disapproval-you should not have wasted so much money on your deepavali sari’

    ‘Wasted! My sari is still with me and will be with me for several more years. Where are the crackers you spent hundreds on? All went ‘fut,fut’ in no time like your fancy for my women friends’

    ‘That comparison hurts me, Ammalu’

    ‘Let it. You bought crackers only to impress the women folk and went behind them cracking one after the other. Oh, what a hero’s acting it was, before them!’


     

  • Size is nothing

    You lead me, holding my hand
    Wherever I go.
    I feel your touch
    I see your foot prints
    Yes, I do.

    I may not sing your songs,
    But I hear your songs,
    In the air, in my soul,
    Everywhere,
    Yes, I do.

    I may not read your books
    Or roll your beads
    But, I know you row
    My deeds, my words,
    Yes, I do.

    This insignificant me,
    Deserve this royal treatment
    From you my Master, I ask
    Instantly you reply,
    “Yes, you do!

    “You’re a chip from my rock,
    A sand from my seabed
    The same air we breath
    You’re me and I’m you
    The size has nothing to do.”

     

  • Water, I’m

    Was a floating fish in the pool of my mother’s womb,
    to start with
    Will end as a handful of sinking ash in any river or ocean
    In between life as a wild boar or mild Krishna,
    Horrific half lion and half man or pacific Sree Rama.
    I have passed through, still moving on.

    But, what is important is I started my life in water
    And will end it in water.
    More than half my body weight is water
    With no water I can’t survive.

    Sucking watered milk from my mother’s breasts I grew
    The last food I get, hopefully, will be a few drops
    Of canned water from the Ganges.

    I’m awestruck at the torrent rain, roaring sea waves,
    Evening winds carrying water molecules
    Jumping water falls, half sleepy streamlet, ice balls rolling down the hills.

    Water attracts me in any form
    Water enlivens me
    Water is my life
    I’m water.

     

  • Ammalu is always right

    ‘Ammalu, I will be confined to my library till your friends leave with the Golu Prasad. You are welcome to call me if any help is needed’

    ‘At least twenty times, you will be crisscrossing the hall when my friends are here. You can as well join us, provided you resist your temptation to feel their sari and praise its quality or pat them at their back and don’t remover your hand’

    ‘With so many conditions tagged to my presence here, better stay in my library and read DevibAgavatham’

    ‘That suits your age!’

    ‘It doesn’t suit my mind!’

    ‘To be frank SP, I like that mind, though I raise objections now and then, just for fun. Yes, I like you, SP’

  • Ammalu is always right

    ‘Ammalu, is the old lady in a fat body, still alive or has reached her abode above the clouds?’

    ‘Your friend Ammini?’

    ‘Your mom ?’

    ‘Why, Ammini is not old or fat or a lady?’

    ‘Don’t talk inauspicious things in an auspicious day’

    ‘Why, Ammini is an inauspicious woman?’

    ‘Ammalu, don’t talk about Ammini, I will go amok’

    ‘Why, Ammini is as fat as an elephant or an elephant itself?’

    ‘Ammalu, I touch your feet. Please leave me at peace’

    ‘Ok. Is my mom a fat lady?’

    ‘Who said so? She is a slim beauty . Ammini is fat’

    ‘Thank you. One more word against my mother, I will bring her here and make her stay permanently here’


     

    ‘Uncle, I’m sorry, I need holiday for two days. I won’t enter the kitchen’

    ‘Uncle?. I’m your uncle?’

    ‘You talk like a rusty old man, not like a husband’

    ‘You won’t enter the kitchen? Then who will do the cooking?’

    ‘You!’

    ‘Ammalu, you’re testing my patience. I will throw you out of the house’

    ‘Please do that. I will go to my mom and take rest’

    ‘It is ok, it is ok. You take rest here. Take leave or anything else you want. But, prepare some food, as I can’t starve’

    ‘So, SP Sir, leave is granted’

    ‘Yes, of course. You have forcefully claimed it from me’

    ‘Thank you Sir, happy Dassera!’


    Ammalu, I don’t like any woman, including my woman, entering my bedroom, without my permission. Please get out’

    ‘I shall . Give back the cloth you’re wearing . That is my Onam special Kerala sari. I’m sure that by mistake you would have picked it up from my wardrobe and not intentionally’

    ‘Nonsense ! Why should I search your cupboard!’

    ‘Looking for sundal palaharam’

    ‘You don’t keep it in the kitchen?’

    ‘Fearing your wee hour invasion, I keep anywhere other than kitchen ‘


    ‘Ammalu, now I feel that I made a mistake by saying ‘yes’ immediately when your father asked me whether I liked you, during our very first meet’.

    ‘Immediately? You were awestruck by my beauty and sat for full five minutes, mouth wide-opened! Your father had to sprinkle a palmful of water to bring you back to normalcy. Without his asking whether you would like to marry me, you started nodding your head in agreement so forcefully that your mother had to apply balm for a week to remove the sprain’


    ‘I’m sorry, Ammalu. I’m not a dependent on you. I have my pension, I have my children, I have my house, I have my friends. I’am a fully independent man’

    ‘I never said that you’re my dependent. I’m your dependent . Don’t I wait at your bedroom door, turning my back, till you open the cupboard using a secret number key, pull up the check book and hand over to me to sign and sanction your monthly pocket money?’

  • Ammalu is always right

    ‘Ammalu, good bye! Leaving for a non-inhabitant land for meditation’

    ‘Give me two minutes please. I too will join you. If you go alone, you are capable of converting the land’s status’

    ————
    ‘Every time you enter my room, you bring along with you fragrance of mullapoo, jasmine. I rise my head but see no flowers on your head. Wonder, Ammalu, what the source of fragrance, could be’

    ‘My eyes. Every time I see you sitting idle, doing nothing useful to you or the family, sparks of anger appear on my eyes, but the moment you rise your head and look at me, my sympathy for you, turn the fire into flowers’

    ————–
    ‘Ammalu, two haves make one; two ones make two. Two wives make a man. Agree?’

    ‘Not in your case, as Ammalu is your wife and her teeth are cheetah’s’

    ‘One day or the other, you’ll realize my greatness, Ammalu’

    ‘Everyday I realize. Even now I realized ‘

    ‘Even now, how?’

    ‘You woke me up from deep sleep to tell me that you’re great!’

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  • Ammalu is always right

    ‘Ammalu, condemn my forgetfulness of late. I don’t even remember, at times, how you’re related to me’

    ‘Thank God, I’m lucky. I remember, even in my deep sleep, who my husband is. Otherwise, the turf on the heads of all your friends would have been in my hands!’


     

     

  • Ammalu is always right

    ‘SP, did you bargain for a cash discount when you went to buy stamps in the post office?!

    ‘Who told you?’

    ‘Ammini’

    ‘She came here?’

    ‘Yes, when you were taking a nap after food’

    ‘Why didn’t you wake me up?’

    ‘I never knew that she owes you money’

    ‘She doesn’t ‘

    ‘That was why, I didn’t wake you up ‘
    —————-

    ‘Do you mind, if I sit here looking at your face to enjoy your beauty, Ammalu?’

    ‘Welcome. Wait a minute, please. I will move away from the window ‘

    ‘Why Ammalu?. You feel shy that others will watch my silent romancing ?’

    ‘No, I will be unnecessarily suspecting a honest husband that his eyes search outside through the window opening’

    ‘In the olden days, Ammalu, the world prospered because husbands kept wives under their toes’

    ‘Can you quote an authority, for this assessment?’

    ‘Product of my deep thinking’

    ‘Flaw in your product, SP. Keeping women under toes, how did procreation take place?’

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  • Ammalu is always right

    ‘I have a complaint against you, Ammalu. A serious complaint’

    ‘Tell my mom. If the complaint is about her, tell me’

    ‘You can’t be so casual about my complaint, a pretty serious one, Ammalu’

    ‘I know how serious it is’

    ‘Are you a Maharishi?’

    ‘I am your wife, for over forty five years. I learnt everything about you in the first forty five minutes’

    ‘Ok , if you are that gifted, tell me what my complaint is about’

    ‘I made medhu vada and not parippu vada for the evening tea.
    The reason – dhal dabba empty’


    Either me or you, Ammalu. We both have no room in this house’

    ‘What are you talking SP ? Have you completely lost your perception? Our house can accommodate twenty people, other than us. Complete fasting today, for you, till you regain some momentum in your brain. Not even a cup of coffee. You can go back to your room and relax’


     

    ‘Ammalu, I’m a free man. I can go wherever I want to. Your mother has no business to follow me wherever I go. She keeps an eye on me even while I’m in the kitchen, why? ‘

    ‘She suspects that you enter kitchen to collect the small coins we deposit in the dabbas now and then. ‘It is ok mom’, I told her, ‘aren’t we scooping big notes from his wallet?!”

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  • Ammalu is always right

    ‘Ammalu, remember, remember always that you are NOT an angel dropped from the heaven to rectify my defects’

    ‘I am not an angel, I know. I also know that I’m an ordinary woman deputed by the destiny to put you on the track, but I failed, failed miserably. Not because of my inefficiency.
    I failed because, derailment is in your DNA—-‘

    ‘Stop it, you stupid woman! You have no right to blame my predecessor and successors.’

    ‘I didn’t . You didn’t allow me to complete the sentence. Don’t you claim to be a special person?’

    ‘Yes, I did and I do and I will.
    It is not just a hollow claim. The world admits it. The history will substantiate my claim’

    ‘Exactly. The derailment DNA is special only for you’

    ‘You are teaching me science?!

    ‘I have taught you many things. But, as your DNA special only for you–‘

    ‘Wait a minute. So, you, Ammalu, for the first time, admit that I’m special, unique. That will do for me’

    ‘That will do for me too!!’