KALAKAATTUPPAATTI ( 2 )"
KAKAKAATTUPPAATTI ( 2 )"
As told in the previous post, KP was kind not only to us children but very chaste words only escaped her mouth when talking to us or any one in the village for that matter.She was absolutely noncontroversial and therefore was claiming equal respect from the society as KTV , in her own way and thereby we were given credence as children of so and so , so and so. A simple obedience was always in her behaviour to KTV and as a natural consequence we had also simple obedience to him.. Stream of visitors used to meet KTV for horoscopic consultations mostly from outside Kalakad far and near and this macde KP also busy in hosting them in most cases.There was no time limits in extending their generosity. Coffee or lunch or dinner should be made ready on order from KTV.,This made KP to be always on her toes until they go to bed , which time they both did not know..
I was highly unhealthy for the first few years since my birth in September 1941 and the consequent strain on my beloved Mother KP in bringing me to shape was very great..Always crying with or with out reason attracting my Mother's attention was my usual routine. Perhaps my tone had attracted the attention of old aged ladies also who were constantly giving their valuable ( ! ) advice to the already worried mother, some of which I have given below. .
Lady ( 1 ) " Meenaakshi, why are you straining for a child which is not going to survive for long ? Wrap in a sack and throw in the river "
L ( 2 ) : Along with castor oil you mix paddy also and and feed so that there would be conjestion in the throat to yield good result ( ! ),
L ( 3 ) : Do not feed him anything so that let him die out of hunger ( ! )
and similar suggestions from various ladyfolks were forthcoming , But unfortunately for them none of these suggestions was carried out by Mother.. Can any Mother would attempt to kill her own child ?
Two persons whom I cannot afford to forget First and foremost is my beloved Mother .Secondly ,there was one Padmanabha pillai who was brotherlike to KTV ,who used to carry me all the way upto a nearby suburb Donaavoor for my treatment daily ,I would be balmed with the blood of goat .For about three full years daily , He has done this walking up and down carrying on his shoulders I remember his face vividly even now as I am pemming this Article ! I would be declared thankless had I ever fprgotten him !
( to be continued )
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