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A quick tale 36

A weekly chat

“Hello, it’s me. What time is it over there now? Must be lunchtime. What did you cook? Did the little one eat? Don’t give him chunky vegetables. He’s too young to chew. Mash it well. Your grandmother used to mash food with her fingers before feeding you both. Amma is fine. Yes, she takes her medicines regularly. Her arthritis is less painful. Don't worry, her blood pressure is under control also. I’ve started going for morning walks now. Doctor says it is good for health. You know how I like to keep myself busy. I stop by at the temple on my way back. I only pray to God that He keep all my children happy. And now I’ve started praying for my grandson also. Is that him crying? Why is he crying? You better attend to him first. We’ll talk next Sunday. Take care, my child.”

For Appa.


And you say "Her life was not that interesting anyway"? I'm so J :)
Anjali said…
oh so true!the concern of a grandmother.Good one.
Balaji said…
Jikku has got wonderful grandparents.
Gangadhar said…
nice one,Ammani!
Anonymous said…
i miss my father now :-)
detracked said…
Also, since you're a Sujata fan, I wanted to ask you something. Have you seen 'Eternal Sunshine Of the Spotless Mind'? The storyline is a direct ripoff off a Sujata short-story, would you know which one? I am not able to place it, but I have read the story a long time back.
snathan said…
u have good stuff here!
Übermaniam said…
hey detracked...really? didn't know that. loved eternal sunshine...and love the quick takes out here. see you, again, here. or in your space.
What is it with folks in India and the concept of time?
I have been in the US for 5 years, calling my parents every week and they still ask me what time it is here.
Is it that we are so bad in math and memory or is it that we just dont want to put that 1 minute of effort in calculating it before asking?
shyam said…
None said…
you got to see my blog again. i'm afraid this is quite shameless, asking you to read, but just another way of looking at is, is acknowledging inspiration. in a way.

trv said…
a weekly chat... :)
tilotamma said…
I chat more than once a week. I think my mother is sick and tired of my calls now. Instead of saying Hello now she just says ' Enna?'.It sounds more like what is it now?

Seeing your blog makes me realize there is some meaning to ritual.
A weekend call is good for both parties concerned. Gives us somehting to look fwd. to
AF said…
Nice one ammani.
ranganathan said…
அன்புள்ள அம்மனி அவர்களுக்கு,

ஏன் அம்மனி ஏன்?

குயிக் டேல் 14-ன் மறுவடிவம்தான் இது என்பதை மறந்ததேன்?

'பழையது' ருசிதான்....அதற்காக இப்படியா?

என்றும் அன்புடன்,
L said…
Quite similar..!! u get questions like ..!! " how is ur health..have u eaten.. when will u eat .. ?" and for me in particular "Have u washed all your dresses yet ..Do wash them regularly.." and it never ends...
Übermaniam said…
tnks for visiting yucky poetry. and leaving a comment. appreciate it. cheers and i wait for your next quickie. as always, regards, me.
Maitri said…
So glad I'm not the only one. My mom will call me at work and say, "I called ... just like that."

Moootheerrr, I'm at work, I have stuff to do! So cool that you're retired, but ...

And then she'll launch into the "Is your hair growing well? Did you put ennai on it like I told you? What did you eat for dinner last night? Is D cooking well for you?"

It won't end, but secretly I indulge her. Who else can love me like that?
Übermaniam said…
tnks. as always. avi
AF said…
Nice one ammani
I think " For appa" holds the punch! good work Ammani !

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Now and Then

"Now that I'm fifty-seven",
My mother used to say,
"Why should I waste a minute?
Why should I waste a day

Doing the things I ought to
Simply because I should?
Now that I'm fifty-seven
I'm done with that for good."

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Trapped in some thankless chore
Just as she might have been at
Fifty-three or fifty-four

And I would say to her
(And I have to bite my tongue)
That if you mean to learn a skill
It's well worth starting young

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For fifty, I've begun
To do exactly as I please
Now that I'm thirty-one.

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