I am actually too busy with writing blogs, office, wedding planning, and something secretive also. Thus, I hardly have any time to do the craft works which I dedicated for time pass Tuesdays. Sad isn’t it? So I decided to write a series of short stories or shall we call it stories that are short and will have its sequel in the next time pass Tuesday? Yeah, that’s right. Presenting you my Blog-Novel and the Novel is titled “The Unbreakable Bond”.
Chapter 1 – The Unbreakable Bond – Blog Novel
Read the other chapters here
Note: The story is set in the year 1993 – September.
CHAPTER – 1
Lakshmi walks along with her mother Kalyani in the lovely and time-honored streets of Thiruvallikeni, Madras. Lakshmi is a pretty and homely TamBrahm (Tamil Brahmin) girl who is 21 years old and in final year of M.Com. She silently avoided the tearing stares of the guys standing in the tea stall which was present at the corner of Nalla thambi Street. She entered in to her street (Car Street). She was carrying a clay idol of Lord Ganesha. It was early morning of the Ganesh Chathurthi day and as a custom she had gone to buy it. Although it was generally the male member of the family who should buy the Ganesha idol, in her family it was always her mom who does every single chore including going out and buying these stuffs. This was because of the fact that her father was really an introvert and to top it up he is strict and sadist.
As she and her mom entered her house, she saw an elderly man sitting in the mat in her house. Her house is a typical Brahmin house which was located in a contemporary aghraharam backdrop. She felt little shy and uneasy seeing the new visitor and she quickly moved inside her house. She was almost immediately called by her father. “Lakshmi, bring coffee for uncle”, said her father. She was stunned; although many of her friends even knew to cook she doesn’t even know to make a cup of tea. She signaled to her mom who promptly came inside and asked her to comb her hair and she was puzzled. “That is Venkata Subramaniam mama (uncle); his wife is our Shanmugam Uncle’s distant cousin. He has come to see you for his son”, said her mom as a matter of fact. Lakshmi was clearly stunned, she was still in her final year and she hadn’t thought her wedding even in her worst nightmares. Her mom broke her thoughts by stuffing her hand with a plate which had two dabara set (Tamil style cup and saucer) of filter coffee.
She obediently took it and gave the coffee to him and her dad. He asked her to sit down and she followed it like a doll that was given a key. She was angry on her father, he didn’t inform her about this kind of visit by a stranger and to top it all she was least expecting a marriage proposal. He saw her as if he is scrutinizing her. She wondered if she should have dressed better, she was wearing a long beige salwar and a brown kameez with matching shawl. She had tied her hair back in a single plait and was wearing a simple, small gold jhumki and chain with goddess Lakshmi pendant which was typical for a Tamil Brahmin girl of her times. She thought if she was looking good, she brushed away that thought. She doesn’t want to get married but why was she bothered about the thought of impressing a prospective father in law?
The prospective father in law broke the silence by saying, “I like your daughter so much, and she resembles me of Madurai Meenakshi Amman (Goddess). It is my family’s unluckiness if she didn’t become a daughter in law for us due to any reasons. Anyways, we will take this further by checking horoscopes and exchanging photos of your daughter and my son. Right now I don’t have any photo of my son, give me Maha’s photo I will send Shankar’s photo by post.” Lakshmi was so confused; she wondered “Wasn’t everything happening super fast?” Her mom brought one of her photos from a recent album and gave it to him. Lakshmi shot a quizzed look to her mom, which meant, “How could you do this?”
Please wait till next Tuesday for the sequel of this.
Love & Cheers,
I am S(t)ri