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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