Well my blog alternates between something philosophical .. and some times naivity of what I was.. or still I am…
It was in kindergarten my younger aunt Kusumakka married…. It was a magnanimous gesture from my older aunt Amanekka.. who at that point of time people told had a difficult horoscope.. she told please go ahead with Kusumakkas marriage and she got married to a good business family from a small village (now quite a industrial village) … who went on to make them modern.. ( I remember she telling me .. they never used to use tooth pastes only mango leaves… the ways of their dressing.. etc).. she was very young then..
I vividly remember her marriage one snap shot of it in my mind.. where I wailed and wailed stating that “ Kusumakka pepepe nakka .. (Kusumakka don’t marry… the word pepepe is how as a kid I called marriage in Konkani… though the real word is “ Valdika”. I some how felt I lost her for eternity…. Well doesn’t mean that I did not have my mom with me.. she was there.. who became a prominent part of my life after even Amanekka married when I was in 2nd Standard…
Well I have lots to tell about my aunts.. who showered me love .. along with my paternal Grandma… lots and lots… I miss my granny today a lot.. she is kind of a very strong personality.. some part of which her daughters and grand daughters inherited… I had told my granma.. some day I will write about you.. though.. I have some specific instances about her….
Amanekka did marry … after two years… well some how I do wonder what she saw in my bhavaji .. that she agreed… …. He was quite old for her..with all beard and stuff… I remember chandu bappa weeping and my dad weeping… but my bhavaji loves amanekka a a lot… these days he respects her for what she is… both are in the process of goin towards divinity…. they still make a wonderful couple.. She told me recently.. well gondu .. though I loved u kids.. I had to have a husbands house…. A lady unmarried in those days…. Didn’t have much value in the house hold or society.. Such a wonderful lady.. some times amanekka I feel sorry for fighting with u…..yours was more of a selfless love… for u know what…. You are selfless.. gave us so much.. hope I could some how repay you back…well I have lots to tell… well.. with your permission only I would blog…
I am still like elder son for kusumakka.. though she is flowing with her own kids life.. I am still part of those kids.. they too treat me like elder brother… Kitta and putta.. (raghu and ravi..)
Have lots to share about my life with amanekka, kusumakka, chandu bappa, Bapamma… surekha, pakanna, mhave… well everyone has contributed in my life… My Dad who is a tower of strength till day and my ever demure Mom….whom I owe a lot.. and my sweet sis Neethu…well guys I want to write more about my life with u.. if u permit… My life is a story by itself.. with several substories which spring up even before I was born… ie from the days of my bappamma.. who was a role model for all of us.. and all the grand kids loved her for what she was capable off and for whatever she stood for in those difficult period for her daughters and daughter in laws..
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hi sudhi
i am happy to note that you subscribe to the same theory as mine,happiness is i guess a unbroken chain of happy memories, more happy ones you have less you would stay unhappy,great to have a friend like you, stay happy and lets meet over beer soon. rdgs bhany
Good one Sudhir, it is refreshing my childhood memories too. I am glad to see you writing about grate lady of Prabhu family, our bapama. I liked the way she always tried to be independent. I realy..............miss her. Also I remeber my MAHE days, and how you used to come to the bus stop to pick me and drop me till our home at 10pm in the night every day..........Every sister should get a brother like you. I think for some people life never changes..........it is 10.59 pm Feb 21st 2009. I was checking my work e-mail and I decided ok I have to write my comments to your blog, if I think I don't have time now, this will never happen, time will never come, we have to make time for certain things in life. Please don't think I have become lazy in life, I really don't know what that is.
Keep writing I would love to read it.
Wow man.. Your blog is so lively. Your family and your childhood days were so colourful! I like the way you express your family in your blog. Well even you were a kid doing such naughty activities in the class and even outside:)
95 out of 100?? My god:) well even if that was tampered, you practically would have scored so much in your higher studies, and thus you are what you are now! Write more buddy, it’s nice to hear something about you apart from your daily routine and busy life.
-Varun
hey buddy,
nicely written.. very interesting.. waiting for yur next part of memories :) it reminds me too of my childhood days.. teachers, schools, colleges n frens :)
cheers buddy..
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