DIARY (18-2-2015)
Myself and wife were alone, during the week and felt ‘homesick’,
in our own house, because the kids had gone with their mother, to ‘ammathu’(mother
house) Four walls do not make a home. So were happy to attend brother-in-law’s ‘sathabdi’,
as eighty fourth birthday is called. After wishing him many more years of good
life, and finishing breakfast, I went to the Degree College at Ottappalam,
carrying my new book of ten English short stories. The volume of the booklet
was kept small, so that I can sell it for just Rs. Twenty.
I could easily find buyers. I was glad that girl students came
forward to buy books , in addition to teachers.
By twelve, I came to the Shornur bus stand sat in the bus
for Mundaya. The driver said that it will leave only after twenty minutes. I
waited patiently. The bus stopped every
five minutes, as if tired. Then it moved. As it was about to reach Muthurssi
Mana, the engine failed finally. I walked the rest of the distance. My wife was
angry for being away, for such a long time. After my meal, we came home
comfortably in Mini’s husband’s air conditioned car. I was sitting beside Jayan,
in the front seat and talked about many things. A constant refrain was his obsession with Christianization
of South Tamilnadu. Central Travencore is dominated by them. He
says they have made inroads into the
Tamil region also, adjacent to Keralam. I did not argue.
He said that Modi has made big underground tanks and is storing
crude oil . If so, it is a good idea.
In the night at
eight, Sreeja and the kids arrived and my heart is full of joy !
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