Mary's been married to him for just 8 months. Antony Prakash works for a MNC at a very good position. He must have made very good relationship with his friends. Otherwise 20 people wont turn up on the Accident night, and offer money and blood.
Mary packed a bag. One lungi and a t-shirt, which he might need on the discharge day. Some sarees for her. Some books. She took her cellular phone. It was about to loose charge, and display showed 34 missed calls. She had forgotten to take her cell, when she was rushing to the hospital on hearing the news. Actually, she had forgotten everything.
She was locking the doors. She wont come back for another 3 days. She checked up everything... She felt tired. She's been very much upset, emotionally. She wanted to break free. Thats why she cried. Now, she sat on the sofa, and tried to relieve her mind a bit.
She was staring at the phone. Should she, or should she not. She started dialling a number, which she has not dialled for the past nine months.
"Hello..."
"Hello.. Amma ! naan lalitha paesaren".
"............"
"Hello.. ! hello ! amma !! hello !"
The other end was already cut. She knew this would be the behaviour. Though she was prepared for it, she couldnt control herself. She fell back to crying. She ate a few minutes in that. She then started dialling again. It was a different number this time.
"Hallo !"
"Hello, mama ?"
"Lalli ? epppdimma irukke... Yesunadhar eppadi irukkar..."
Mary felt a little relaxed, now. It was her uncle, the only supporting man on her side of the family.
"mama.. avarukku accident aayiduthhu !"... all the flash cards came on a whiz and showed up in front of her.. her voice broke to crying.
After a few more conversations, she hung up the phone. It is always good to have a listener. Somone who would give you their ears to flush your problems into. Her mind was relaxed.
She went to her room, and took the photo of Ekambareshwarar from under the clothes. Ekambareshwarar was her Ex-family's God. Any problems in the family used to be directly escalated to him, and One Archanai and a Sidharu Thengai will kill the problem forever.
She could only pray now, from inside her bedroom.
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Mary's uncle was then in her parents home. He told them about the accident to Antony Prakash. They were confused, as to how to react. Silence was a better alternative and they chose it. They both have cursed Antony Prakash, for eloping with their daughter. Was this because of their curse.
Mama tried convincing them to go to the hospital, and give him or atleast their daughter a visit.
"Raatchasi.. Ava mugathile naan muzhikkave maatten.. Ava seththalum sari.."
That ignited more words. An avalanche of them, pushed the mama out of the house.
Mama tried convincing them to go to the hospital, and give him or atleast their daughter a visit.
"Raatchasi.. Ava mugathile naan muzhikkave maatten.. Ava seththalum sari.."
That ignited more words. An avalanche of them, pushed the mama out of the house.
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Mama was in Room No. 304. After a few words with him, they both came out of the room. Mary whispered...
"Ava varalaya ? "
"varamaattaa... ummela innum kovamathan irukka.. "
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Mary's mom was in the temple, in Ekambareshwarar Sannidhi.
"Yaar perukku mami, archanai ?" the kurukkal asked.
"Prakash.... Anusha nakshathram".
Ekambareswarar smiled.
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2 comments:
LOL!! Good one there. Funny how we folks like to create problems out of nowhere and develop a brilliant solution too. :-)
Leaving a comment here, coz you asked me for "help" on my blog :)
The main thing is - when you are writing in English, I know adding sentences in your mother tongue will be perfect, but for the benefit of other language readers, you should provide a translation :)
Your imagery and choice of words is very good.
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