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  • Ammalu is always right

    ‘Got a doubt all of a sudden, Ammalu- whether Earth surrounds the Bhoomi or the Sun surrounds the Earth’

    “SP. you are blabbing. Who surrounds whom is not my concern, and as long as you don’t surrounds me and delay my cooking, I will be thankful’

    ‘Ammalu, I came to seek your help in solving a genuine doubt and you misunderstand me ‘

    ‘Ok. If your doubt on the planetary movement is genuine , your Science degree is fake. And had you genuinely expected me to answer your question which was erratic, you need immediate attention of a clinical psychologist . If romanticism was there behind your action, you chose a wrong time’

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  • Ammalu is always right

    ‘Ammini ‘s  new house looks grant!’

    ‘My contribution is also there’

    ‘Your contribution? You gave some ideas on the kitchen platform construction’

    ‘No, I contributed in cash’

    ‘You contributed money! Ammalu, why did you do it?’

    ‘Ammini threatened that she will release the book she wrote about her office days’

    ‘Let her. In what way are you concerned?’

    ‘As you were her boss!’

    ‘So, Ammalu, you were blackmailed! You don’t trust my past?’

    ‘I do. That was why I had to shell out my cash’

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  • Ammalu is always right

    IMG_4271‘Ammalu , wherever I turn, I see only your face. Even in the water
    In the copper vessel, your face, only I see’

    ‘There is no water in that vessel. Wear your glass properly and see. And no breakfast today, for telling a Himalayan lie,
    Soon after completing your SandhyA, morning worship ‘

     

    cartoon courtesy. Ramki, Chennai

     

     

  • Ammalu is always right

    ‘Ammalu., though it is a very busy day for me today, I can afford to allot five minutes to be with you’

    ‘Thank you SP, after five minutes, we will go to buy saris’

     

    cartoon courtesy. Ramki, Chennai

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  • Me and my friends- 3

    Anna, namaskar’, I greeted my friend, entering his house. He had retired from Service that day and was opening the gift packet from his office while his wife was enjoying the flower garland’s fragrance.

    ‘They gave you such a big garland?’, she enquired eagerly her eyes brightening with surprise.

    ‘Of course. That was why I asked you to come, but you didn’t’, complained the husband.

    Instead of answering her husband, the shrewd lady, turned to me, when I was about to occupy a chair close to my friend,

    ‘While entering, you addressed my husband as ‘Anna?’

    ‘Did he?’, the retired officer almost jumped from his seat, turned his angry looks towards me, raising his eye brows wondering how I could commit such a heinous crime.

    ‘In which year did you retire from Service?’ He enquired

    I told him the year.

    ‘And you had the audacity to call me ‘Anna?’

    ‘Your status I had in my mind, not age’, I clarified

    ‘What status? You retired as what ?’ He enquired

    I told him the last post I held. He was not very pleased as he knew that the difference was only one step, but she was happy as she had no idea about it.

    ‘More over, your wife has a running account in Kalyan jewelers’, I supplemented my reason,

    ‘Ammalu mami doesn’t have?’. That was first time, she was mentioning my wife as ‘mami’ and not ‘manni’

    ‘No. She doesn’t have account in Nalli silk shop too’ ‘

    ‘Enna?, She addressed her husband affection and respect oozing from her words. ‘Why do you get angry unnecessarily?’

    ‘Unnecessarily?! Now, my friend really jumped from his seat and shouted at his wife. ‘Madasiromani, the crown jewel of ignorant! He retired 23 years before and you want me to tolerate his addressing me as ‘Anna

  • Stay strong, serve the world long

    Three days and three nights
    The sky bombarded the Earth
    With downpours; each drop
    Huge like an elephant tusk

    When the sky regained its calm
    The Sun came out in a hurry
    Tearing apart the veils of clouds
    Rushed to hug the Earth

    There was, in a corner
    An old pond
    And a small lotus in it
    The Sun didn’t fail
    To notice a single drop
    Of water on the lotus leaf
    He rushed there.
    In a moment
    Changed the tiny drop
    To a diamond !

    Noticing a seed longing for his meet
    The Sun touched and gave it life
    ‘Thought, you would come to me first’
    Complained the seed.

    The Light of all the lights said:
    ‘In a short while ,
    the water drop will turn into vapors
    And join the sky.
    Let her enjoy her status
    For a few minutes and go.

    You are a seed holding a huge tree
    In your stomach
    Stay strong,
    Serve the world long’

  • The mango seeds in a mount of garbage

     

    Did you see it, did you?
    Someone threw away a mango seed
    After sucking its sweet pulp and juice..
    It fell on a garbage mount.

    Cows and goats, kicked the seed,
    Pushed it down; there it rotted,
    Wept for days; none heard.

    A mango seed is not a human baby
    Whose cry will be attended,
    Nor a patient in a clinic
    Whose grumble will be answered
    Not even a pet puppy
    Whose whine will be heard.
    A seed in a nasty waste heap
    Nobody bothers.

    Wrong, wrong you are!
    There is a sky above us,
    Above every thing,
    Above the garbage hill
    Above the Gangajel
    Above me, above you!
    And that sky heard the seed’s cry
    And from the Sky came a god
    In a golden chariot,
    Driven by seven green horses
    Went deep into the junk hill
    Hugged the dry seed!

    Can you imagine
    The Light of all lights,
    The heaven’s light
    Hugging a dry mango seed
    And giving it life!

    Yes, the God gave the seed
    Life and made it into a plant
    The plant grew, came out a big tree
    The tree yielded fruits,
    Men ate the fruits
    And threw again the seeds
    Some fell into the garbage hill!

    The sky was not angry
    The sun was not angry
    The Earth was not angry
    And the Sun came down
    Hugged the seeds
    Down below the junk hill
    And gave them a thrill!

    ‘Excited, we’re’, the seeds said,
    ‘You made us useful.
    We’ll grow as trees
    And give fruits to men!
    Thankful to you, ever!
    Our life – giver!’

    The Sun God said,
    Hugging the seeds again
    ‘Thank men, not me,
    For not eating
    But trashing you.
    Eating would have been
    The ending for you
    And for your species!’

  • My and my friends -2

     

    Went to meet a friend. He was eating. Expected him to invite me to share food. No luck. He continued to eat.

    ‘Enjoy your eating’, I said.

    ‘Thank you’, he said and continued eating.

    After five minutes, I said again.

    ‘Enjoy your eating’

    Now he asked his wife, ‘give him a plate. He would have finished his lunch but won’t mind giving me his company ‘

    My friends, like me, are intelligent !

  • Me & my friends – 1

    I dialed a friend at Chennai. He is almost of my age.

    ‘Chuppu, morning!’

    ‘Morning? You found the muhoortam ( auspicious time ) to call me only now? It is 9.00 pm, here. Should we go to sleep or not?’

    ‘I’m sorry. Extremely sorry. You must be already on the bed or on your way to bed’

    ‘Am I a lucky single guy like you? Will your manni ( elder brother’s wife) allow me to go to bed alone ?’

    ‘Wah, that is the spirit, I admire. Anyway, I’m sorry. I’m extremely sorry, that I called you at a wrong time. There is no worse pApam (sin ) than disturbing a couple on their way to share a bed. I apologize’

    ‘Mannanktti- stop that nonsense! ‘ screamed my friend. ‘She is following me to the bedroom to ensure that I don’t open my ipad and chat with FB friends’

     

  • Ammalu is always right

    ‘Old age has its own rewards, Ammalu. I have forgotten the names of alł your friends and only your name remains in my mind’

    ‘What is my name, SP?’

    ‘Ammalu, be serious. Even in my dream , I can tell your name without spelling mistake’

    ‘Last night in your dream you said, ‘Ammini’ . Not a serous mistake. The first three letters were correct’

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