We are carpenters. Father has three children, three boys and four girls. I am the youngest among boys.
When I was ten, a retired teacher , a Brahmin. bought the plot next to ours and began construction of a house.
The teacher had a six month old girl. very cute, We used to carry her to our house, and became became the darling of all! They lived in the old house bought from a goldsmith. I used to wath and learn wood work, which was entrusted to my father. One has to use different tools for various purposes. I was immersed in my work and failed in fourth standard. Then Iwent to Bangalore and learned modern methods at my uncle’s workshop.
Often,I would come home and run to see darling Sreedevi (that was the name of the girll). She became very much attached to me. When she was four, she asked me to marry her!
“Do you know what is marriage?”
“like my father and mother.”
It was a big orchard and we used to enjoy sex when she was ten years old, in a remote place in the bush.
Soon she became a young girl, though still in her teenage.
She suggested eloping to Bangalore As she refused to budge, I agreed, as I too started loving her.
There is a train which stops at Pudukad, comes there at nine in the evening.
I promised to wait there.
I bought two tickets and waited anxiously….
I saw a girl running towards the top of the hill…In the moonlight, I could see clearly. Yes, it is Sreedevi. I ran after her , but she began moving towards the sky…There was a hallow around her. I soon lost consciousness.
It was morning when I was awakened, by strangers. I ran toward Kotakara. I saw people around the dead body of a person, run over by a train. It was she.
“It happened at about nine,last evening”-
I heard people saying. I could not face her people; so I ran away.
The teacher had a six month old girl. very cute, We used to carry her to our house, and became became the darling of all! They lived in the old house bought from a goldsmith. I used to wath and learn wood work, which was entrusted to my father. One has to use different tools for various purposes. I was immersed in my work and failed in fourth standard. Then Iwent to Bangalore and learned modern methods at my uncle’s workshop.
Often,I would come home and run to see darling Sreedevi (that was the name of the girll). She became very much attached to me. When she was four, she asked me to marry her!
“Do you know what is marriage?”
“like my father and mother.”
It was a big orchard and we used to enjoy sex when she was ten years old, in a remote place in the bush.
Soon she became a young girl, though still in her teenage.
She suggested eloping to Bangalore As she refused to budge, I agreed, as I too started loving her.
There is a train which stops at Pudukad, comes there at nine in the evening.
I promised to wait there.
I bought two tickets and waited anxiously….
I saw a girl running towards the top of the hill…In the moonlight, I could see clearly. Yes, it is Sreedevi. I ran after her , but she began moving towards the sky…There was a hallow around her. I soon lost consciousness.
It was morning when I was awakened, by strangers. I ran toward Kotakara. I saw people around the dead body of a person, run over by a train. It was she.
“It happened at about nine,last evening”-
I heard people saying. I could not face her people; so I ran away.
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