Sunday, June 19, 2016

Start of a story

There are some posts which urges you to comment immediately. and some posts which itself says ignore me and there are some posts which compels you to like it and there are posts which makes you react with a separate post. For the past two days Tslakshmi Narayan is posting such posts. First Keerthana Balakrishnan was inspired by his post and did a post about Love in the point of view of Vivekanandar. I got inspired by Keerthana Balakrishnan's post and wanted to write a post immediately. but today's post by TSL took priority. So the old man's ramblings on a post starts here. This post is mainly for info purposes and not my view on anybody, any historical, past, present or future or otherwise incidents, And is not a supporting one and definitely not a counter post. as told you earlier this post is simply a polambal of an old man. Being the first one a long preface has to be written.
Will i permit my wife/husband to maintain their friendship with their friends even after marriage? a good question. But in my case such a situation did not arise. Back in the 60s we were living in villages (mainly because of lower rent and cheaper cost of milk and vegetables) and have to walk a minimum of 4 kms to school. You can say the entire agraharam belongs to middle income group except one or two who are mirasdars. Both girls and boys were strictly forbidden to talk to the other sex even if they belong to the same village and same class. When going to school the four boys will walk in front followed by girls and then again by boys forming a protective ring. Though we are supposed to protect the girls we are not supposed to talk with them. Only a very senior girl who was doing her SSLC (i.e. todays XI th std.) can talk to us only a few words. If a girl does not attend class on a given day and wanted my note book to copy the lessons the request will come through her parents to my parents and the note will be passed on. The same will happen on return but strict scrutiny by both the parents will be there for any inscription or bit of paper not related to subject. Such was a situation for me. My wife's situation is no different than mine other than she can talk to a boy in the presence of one of her brothers or parents. So none of us had/ have friends in opposite sex to consider whether to continue the friendship. Time moved faster. Parents became older, kids born to us have grown into collage going boys and my parents came to stay with me. One fine evening, my son brought home one girl with a christian name. Unfortunately she was wearing a mini skirt on that day. My mom was sitting in the hall when both of them entered and one should have seen the look on my mother's face. (even now when that girl, who is married and has kids, visits us we are having a hearty laugh thinking about the expression on the face of my mother. Then my son explained to my mother how that christian girl was closely related to us ( read closely and understand how closely she is related to us - my paternal aunt's orpadi's grand daughter - her mother married a christian) my mother permitted her to stay in the hall. #rskpolambals#

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