Monday, August 06, 2007

Porridge day at old live

After a year back I was to visit my uncle’s (chittappa) home on Sunday that was also my old house. Always my aunt used to calls for home, but to avoid the difficult and hesitate of bear me to the first floor I give excuse afterwards and hold myself with the car down inside my uncle’s garage. This time they demand me that I should come for sure on this Sunday the day we making the porridge program for god Amman. Mom left earlier to help aunt for the worship; me and dad came after sometime and then uncle carried to the floor. I know they feel happy for my visit; so throw away whatever comes to break the plan I said to myself because I really want to be there for them.

Soon we came they prayed before god with the porridge and went down to distribute the porridge to public. Those days I would be watching the distributing process from the balcony, where mom, aunty and cousins carry a utensil with porridge to our neighbors. We have very friendly neighbors, and to tell there is no festival or function without sharing with them and not like those most of the times closed for sharing in my apartment. Importantly this festival is lack of interest for me, but if it was at my grandma home, I enjoy a lot for being with cousins and some of the activities that come from the nearest amman temple is fun watching. Actually the uninterested one is drinking porridge, I dislike for the taste, but it was a good one for health.

The day went on watching television and chatting with sister and brother who miss sometimes by going with his friends and checking with me. Aunt was very care for me as it was sometime after a year I was being are, but this is not for the unusual visit. She is one who never changes for anything from the day enters our family and along with our life, the love and care had no differ. All our back street neighbors were making of porridge progress on same day, couldn’t be visible, but only one of person who know me well has came to find me. I am glad this day comes to spend with my familiar house, a feel of missed the dears for long and wishes to visit often. After the evening worship with rice flour, with bye to all we left to home.

6 comments:

Balaji S Rajan said...

That was a good gesture from you Jeevan. We need to respect others feelings.So nice that you made it. I appreciate your thoughts. Good that you enjoyed it too. Few things add so much of joy to our life. KEEP IT UP!

Keshi said...

wut a soul-searching experience! And u enjoyed it too. Nice!

Keshi.

Kavi said...

The magic of sharing and caring will get us all forward. Wonderful to see such lovely experiences being shared Jeevan..!

தூயா [Thooya] said...

i am happy you get to visit your chithappa. my chithappa is in a different country. i need to catch a flight or two.:)

wish i was with you..

Jeevan said...

Balaji – Thanks for encourage. It really keeps on dry the heart, if dismissing some ones wish. Hope for I wont do that.

Keshi – Thanks dear :)

Kavi – how true it was buddy. Thanks, it becomes because it shared here too.

Jeevan said...

Thooya - I wish for u to visit ur chithappa soon. Happy springs to u too dear:)