Irreparable Loss when death snatches away some of our favourites

Anirudhan maman sitting on the fence stone under the lamp post was my memories of that strict but a man full of love.My childhood vacations was mostly spend in their house . A very warm smile and eyes showing full of happiness was a very welcoming sight, when we climb down the hill towards their home.

A man of few words but limitless love was the man I remember. He had his shades of grey character but that didn't deter us children from reaching out to him. He rarely express his mind but we could read it.He was a man who born in rich aristocratic family but ended up with nothing because of his vagabond ways. Appachi used to get pissed off with the sight of him since he never fulfilled his duties as a husband .His children loved him but was angry with him for not making them accomplishing their dream.He was a father who rarely praises , who just helps them only at the nick of time , they had their endless woes but I liked him . Though there was times when we had to stay on the ration food at his house but I preferred it than the luxuries elsewhere. He just watches from far when we play or work but his eyes watching our every movement and when in trouble he was there. My mother liked him , she usually doesn't like drunkards ,saying there is a very sweet personality below that rough  grim exterior. He  smiles  and says a few words to help her forget her sorrows but that was what my mother wanted at times than her other co-brothers who kept a plastic smile.

My father rung up to tell he passed away. Though he told it casually as I had already knew he was having blood cancer, I never expected he will leave us so fast. I kept my voice under control but my eyes was brimming feeling that irreparable loss or as my brother said 'the one and only good person in my father's family has left'.

Leaving from office , hubby went out with his friend and I lay down on the bed thinking of all the sweet things that happened in my life associated with him, my pillow was wet when I got back my controls. Hubby entered the room staring at me , saying some sweet things to change my mood but he was some one I can't replace, Hus never had known I had loved this man that much.

Read More

The Pregnant Illiterate Woman

My neighbour, Sangeetha is pregnant with her second child. She has nausea and vomiting.She sleeps for long and rarely sits on her bed too, all the while just sleeping.Due to this, consuming food was her last option.

She was 18 when she was carrying her first child.A weak and underdeveloped body of her's doctor had to administer so much medicines to save the child. God's grace she had a beautifull, healthy girl child, Ananya.

This time without eating needed food , doc has said she will have to abort the child if sangi remains unhealthy. We tried our level best to make her realise the importance of nutritious food for a growing baby in her womb.She is adamant on the fact that doc didn't prescribe medicines ,she is useless. She says the doc has to give injection , prescribe medicines for the baby ,nothing to do with food. She is questioning how did she carry on with her first pregnancy in India. We have lsot all hopes to make her come to her senses.

I used to read about the Asha workers going about teaching the pregnant ladies at villages, the importance of the nutritions.I never thought that was a big job ,now am realising the value of the last grade of Medical field's cumbersome efforts behind every healthy pregnancy in India.

Read More

Silent Life

He was disturbed for a reason that I dont know.Pacing up and down in his room,I felt like asking him was anything wrong.Guts didnt pile up for the same.I glanced at him and went away to the other room .

Half an hour latter , he pushed the door open and shouted TEA.

I got up and made one.Pestering him to talk ,I tried a few ways nothing worked .I went back to the other room.

My day ended with ending the tutitions of Shangi and retiring to bed.

Only 2 months left for 2nd wedding anniversary,we have grown far apart. I had read these lines somewhere
"What mystery is this that we are living
Parallel lives
Two train tracks that never meet"

Read More

My New Job…..

Every one says couple working in the same office is a boon but my mind says the otherwise. I felt a happy when I was offered a job in his office. Gratefully I walked into it, thinking that life is cool .
The first day itself I felt his evading attitude when I went to his cabin during the lunch break to tell him my first few hours in this new job. He humiliated me saying why did you come here. Though I smiled and told just came here simply, I left with a heavy heart. Why he had to be so cruel.
Thinking that may be due to some rigid company rules, I threw that event to the back of my mind .Few days later when my colleague whose hubby too works in the same office went to meet her guy staying a few hours there ,I knew there was no hard and fast rule as I had felt.
Few months back,I wanted an internet connection at home. He dealt a blow to it saying he didn’t have the meager amount of Rs.500 for the monthly subscription while his annual salary exceeded 15 lakh. After I joined the office,I asked him to provide me some basic facilities of net at the office ,my plea fell on deaf ears .My colleagues though had most of the facilities ,why was he doing this to me.
He calls up some time during the working hours asking what my works are. One or two occasions I told currently I had no work ,that gave him a chance to tell my boss, his friends to give me some work so that I don’t while away my time.
After a 2 months at the office I started a small business online.I asked him so many doubts on the various topics to create a blog or website as he was in the IT field , a simple ‘I Don’t know’ was all I got. What was his problem , why is he doing this to me. What is my mistake ……I don’t know.
I am asking you folks ,do you want a partner who stands by you or against. Every girl walks into the married life thinking of all the beautiful things ahead but mind me, Life is not that simple or lively ,its full of compromises and adjustments.

Read More