Sunday, 12 July 2015

Nurungukal...2..contd...
      In Chitalapakkam also there was a large rainwater collection pond. It was a mini lake.  It reminded me of the lake in Trichy about which I had described in one of my earlier posts. But as in Trichy I did not get an opportunity to enjoy the rural Tamilian  life as it had already lost it’s ethnic culture and the urbanisation process was in fast progress. Since there was no place to spent a few hours to relax in Chitalapakkam, for a young couple,  we used to head for Madras city as and when needed. We preferred Mambalam for marketing, especially vegetables and fruits and Madras city for a dine out  or movie.
       I never thought that my wife could manage the kitchen so well  even though the facilities were very limited.  My contribution in the matter of house keeping was minimum as of now. I was always tied up in the office. From the beginning of my official life in 1963 and till today  I was not able to pay 100% support to my wife in the inner details of managing our house. I feel guilty for that serious lapse. If it was official responsibilities  then, it is social commitments now which keep me away. Still she manages me and support with my actions whole hearted. That is a God given gift to me.
        I still remember the visit of my brother-in-law and one their cousin-in-law to us immediately after marriage. We had not settled down. It was a surprise visit to know the welfare of us. They stayed with us for one or two days and left in full satisfaction and also gave some cash to my wife, which we spent to purchase our LPG connection. It is the same one we use even now. Then her mother and another brother paid us a visit. It was then I paid  a visit to Tirupathy along with them. But my wife could not accompany as she was in the family way.

         We had a full life, enjoying  every bit of it. If our childhood was happy, cheer full and lively, wedlock is pleasant, sharing and contentment. It was at the peak of our enjoyment days I had to leave her back to Calicut for the delivery.  There was a sense of loss in me for a few days. I craved for their return. ....cntd...

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