Friday, July 27, 2018

Saree Tales (The Random Tales Series)


“Amma”
“hmmmm”
“Amma”
“Chollu Rajathi, ennu?”
“When I grow big, I want plain sarees like Meena Manni.”
“Plain sarees? Really?”
“Yes, Amma. I will wear saree to office, everyday. Plain saree with design blouse. I love it.”
“Okay.”
“I want black saree and white saree also, Amma.”
“Okay. Now study.”
“Whenever you buy for me, buy only plain sarees okay?”
“Hmmmm. Study now?”
“Amma …. But how will you know what all colors I already have?”
“Write to me about the colors you buy. I will not buy those.”
“He he. Okay. Like Patti and you would write letters? Did you also tell her about your new sarees and blouses?”
“Ha ha. No Rajathi. We didn’t discuss such important things!”
“Oh! That’s okay.”
“Hmmmmm. So tell me konday, where will you be when you are wearing sarees. US? London?”
“Tcha, no Amma. India only. I don’t want to go abroad for work. No foreign mappilai also. I will be in India. May be back in Kolkata or in North. I don’t like South India much.”
“Okay. I would love to see you go to office in saree. Everyday. I hope to live long enough. Live closeby.”
“Amma, I am in 9th std now. Max 6 years. Please be there.”
“Okay.”
“Promise?”
“Yes.”
“Okay, good. My first saree, I want orange or yellow.”
“Okay, now study. We will buy after few years.”
“Yes. I am already practicing with dupattah, like you taught me. I want to wear my sarees myself, always. Even on my marriage day, I will wear it myself.”
“ha ha. Okay. STUDY.”
“Okay.”

2 YEARS LATER
“I love the orange, Amma. And you are right. When I said plain saree, I didn’t want full plain. I want it like this, little border and only 2 colors in the saree. I really love this Amma. I can’t wait to wear it. When will the blouse be ready? Can I wear your gold chain with it?”
“Yes, I know what you will like.”
he he he he. Love you.”
“You promised good marks, Priya.”
“Okay. Fine. I love you just okay.”

2 YEARS LATER
“Amma. I want a new saree for my college farewell day.”
“Okay Rajathi. Black or white?”
“How did you know????????”
“I know. I am your Amma.”
“He he. WHITE.”
“Okay. I have a saree in mind. Will talk to Appa for budget.”
“Okay. Fast.”

2 YEARS LATER
“These are happy tears. Don’t worry, Rajathi.”
“Then okay. I thought I am looking fat.”
“Podi! You are the most beautiful girl of your age. My Rajathi.”
“he he”
“Wish you a good first day in your career. Remember to always earn every penny that you are paid. Your thatha was a hard worker. He never got home a single thing from office. He never failed any of his assigned duties. He was also an accountant. You are also one from today. Make him proud.”
“Sure, Amma. You be well and miss me. Tata.”
“hmmm. Drive safe. Keep the scooty key safe. Don’t misplace it like you always did in college.”
“Podi Ammave. Bye.”

5 YEARS LATER
“Oh, again a big bag. Rajathi?!?!”
“Okay fine. I am not wasting money. You only said na I should show you all colors that I added to my collection. Its 6 months since I showed you last.”
“Yes, konday. Show.”

2 YEARS LATER
“Rajathi, your wardrobe is overflowing.”
“Yes, Amma.”
“Do you want to give away some of the old sarees?”
“No, Amma. I want a 3 door wardrobe.”
“ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.”
“Good. I have planned a green shade for you for the next buy. Stop buying black and blue now. You have a lot of them.”
“Okay. Buy green with black border?”
“Podi! Okay.”

LAST FEW YEARS of Whatsapp
“Very nice Rajathi. Selfie angle is also nice.”

Everyday. Every saree. We shared. She knew. Till July 11, 2018.
Our SAREE TALES. This too ends, like all other tales.

Translation Notes
Rajathi – Princess (context, it is a pet name)
Chollu – Tell, speak
Ennu - What
Patti – Grandma
Konday – Child (context, a very affectionate way of saying @baby’”
Mappilai - Groom
Podi – Go, get lost (Context, affectional expression, implying ‘get lost, but with love’ :D”





22 Years of Motherhood (The Random Tales Series)


“But why are you crying so much? Why will you not stop? Eat, please?”

I was now getting slightly annoyed. This was too much. I needed to ask her about my project materials for std. 8 final project. She just wouldn’t stop sobbing. I was beginning to hate that arm chair. Hours after hours, she was weeping. She was looking weaker. Will she also die like this? Does she also want to go with grandma to heaven? It is just 3 days, would grandma already have reached? Is she meeting Hanuman? Oh ho, Amma, stop now.

“Amma, tell me. Now.” 

Enough was enough. At 13, you already know that you can raise your voice a bit to get your point across.

“I will be fine, Rajathi”

“Tell me. I will understand. I am a big girl, Amma”

“Priya, patti is no more.”

“Yes, Amma, I know. 3 days back. You always tell me not to cry, and you are crying now. A lot”

A long pause. I was almost about to get up and leave her to the silence.

A feeble, yet loaded voice, “Who will now respond when I call out ‘AMMA’?”

“I will, Amma.”

Louder sobs.

“Is that all you are crying about?”

“Hmmmmm”

I will. I promise I will. Amma. Everytime. Forever.”

A hug from a mother to a newly born mother. Tight, warm, caring, needy, dependent, protective, promising. A promise to be there, always, my promise to my mother to play her Amma.

From 1996 Feb to 2018 July. Her every “Amma” was followed by my “Chollu di ma, ennu venum?”

I will miss my daughter of 22 years. I will miss the one voice that called me AMMA.

I will miss my 22 years of motherhood, the best journey of my life.

Translation Notes
Rajathi – Princess (context, it is a pet name)
Patti – Grandma
Chollu di ma – tell me (baby)
Ennu venum – what is it? What do you want?