Sivasubramanian Perinkulam I forgot what this is about. Oh, it is about forgetfulness! ‘Forgetfulness is one of the ‘curses’ of old age’ Do you agree? No, I don’t . It is in fact, a gift from the God. Many times, it is a boon to forget some past happenings in life, which otherwise will be tormenting us. … Read more
Just for fun, Ammalu, can I call your mom by her pet name and bolt through the back door?’ ‘Front door is better. She keeps her walking stick near the back door’ ——————————– Do you have any objection to my wearing ripped or truncated jeans, Ammalu?’ ‘Not at all. When shall we go to shop?’ … Read more
‘A rich person is really not the one who has the most but is the one who needs the least’ — It takes time to understand this truth but earlier we learn, good for us. ———————————- Under great distress she said, ‘I want to join Buddhism, as our gods have failed me’ ‘Do you think … Read more
We outsource almost everything almost everything, including God-worship a purely personal affair between man and his creator. The Chettiar in my corner shop does pooja on Saturday evenings through an ‘Iyer’, on payment. A couple in the neighborhood, extremely busy with their medical career, gets the pooja in their home, done through a Pandit, just … Read more
“Welcome, hearty welcome. come in please. There, on the wall is Yesu, our Kartha ; here on the table is your rosary. There on the left is your bed room and here on the right is your wash basin.–bye the by when are you returning ?” “Damn with your ‘here’ and there’. Tell me where … Read more
‘Last evening, Ammini told me that my face, instead of shrinking and fading due to aging, is glistening and whistling’ ‘She said so, really?’ ‘Yes, if you don’t believe my words, you can call her and confirm’ ‘But, she told me that she flattered you just to buy a pumpkin piece on your way … Read more
One of the problems created by my long overseas stay is my memory loss of my original dialect. Otherwise why did I forget the customary way of talk when I entered uninvited into the house of my childhood friend and neighbour, Muthappa, during my last visit to Olavakkode, where I grew? ‘Hei, Ayishaa!,’ I entered … Read more
Hugging is common here in America, among friends, relatives, when they meet. It is not an accepted practice in India, but when I met an old friend and neighbor in a shopping center, I hugged her spontaneously. She laughed like a thunder and pressed me to her big belly so hard that my breath stopped … Read more
35 years of hard work, in Govt. department is not a joke. He retired. ‘Complete rest, SP’. He said. ‘Yes,’ I endorsed, ‘don’t move out of your house during the first three months’ ‘But, how to spend time?’ He had a genuine doubt. ‘Spend time chatting, playing, quarreling with your wife. She deserves your company, … Read more
From my archives A view through the car window on a journey from New Jersey to Baltimore Whatever be the skin colour, every body, ultimately has to go back to the Elements. So, like cafeterias, cloth shops or churches or temples, the burial ground too have demand in any country, any city, any village. Our … Read more