Nurungukal contd....

                                As the day of the marriage approached  sky was showing signs of the impending South East monsoon. It  started in sporadic drizzles. Slowly gathered momentum and turned into heavy down pours. As the level of gushing water increased all the drains were deepend and cleared to ensure a free flow to the nearest paddy fields. We used these channels as rivulets  for sailing paper boats.

                                Preparations for decorating the hall was started . Elder boys were in charge and many turned out to volunteer. All the sides of the Panthal was covered with palm leaves.Entrance was arch shaped.On both sides banana plants with big bunches were fixed and bunches of coconuts  {red variety }added beauty.  Long strips of paper garlands were hung here and there in varying combinations , On the white cloth which covered the roof beautiful designs of gilt paper were pasted. Every one was eager to exhibit their tastes to add a grand look.We had definite rolls to play viz helping the elders to hold paper strips, cutting them. fetching palm leaves etc etc. Among us rarely bits of quarrels also occurred.

                                My elder brothers who were studying in Madras arrived in the last minute and took charge of these preparation. As the function was in the morning no illuminations were possible, which actually disheartened our brothers, one of them was an expert in setting welcome board and electrical displays.

                                Mani panthal was set on one end facing east.On the four sides flower garlands were hung and the floor was as usual spread with a white cloth and items like NIRAPARA, BRONZE LANTERNS, FRUITS,etc, etc were placed in appropriate positions under the able guidance of one of our cousins, often  avoiding  the opinion of others.

                                In the kitchen hectic activity was in progress. Appu Menon giving  loud instructions. Seated on a chair with his pan box occasionally spitting the red sputum was character to be watched. In fact his presence on such occasions was essential otherwise it will be devoid of fun . It was his practise to taste each item and to effect corrections before serving. He was an expert in serving rice with a bamboo basket. He will look at the person and give a tilt to the basket serving exact quantity. His shouts to refill the basket can be heard to his helper no where he is to be. A scene which we do not see nowadays. In serving food to the SARVANI also his control  can be felt. I have seen on many occasions in his absence the situation going out of control and chaotic.