Monday, December 7, 2009

functions for my sisters

my eldest sister is more than ten years older  to me. her name ie rajeswari. she used to look after me because all the while my mother was busy in attending to house hold chores.one day  i went into the bathroom and found soapnut solution in a bowl. i thought i would take head bath without my mothers assistance and simply poured water on my head. no juice came from that bowl wth soap nut water. my mother came and saw me dripping wet. she scolded me and dried me.one day by evening there was hungama in our house . my eldest sister was decorated and was was wearing new dress and neighbours were called for blessing her on reaching puberty.she was made to sit in a chair which was draped with silk saree. i started crying and demandinding i should be made to sit in the chair. i would not calm down and finally  my sister sat on the ground and i sat in the chair. every one was laughing at me but i would not care.
my second sister is 4 or 5 years older to me. that time my mother gave her orange silk saree to be stitched as long skirts for me and my sister. that day my sisiters plait was decorated with flowers ie poolajada. at taht timealso i made sure that i too had poola jada. a d i remember those incidents very well.
one day my brother was  made to wear skirt and blouse. he had long hair. so they combed and put flowers behind his ears. my sister and myself  took to our neighbors houses. every one was pleased to see him ingirls attire.he was cute and attarctive.he was chubby.he wanted the best all the time. there was a round dinner steel plate. and he would alwayshad meals in that plate. buy i would first go and take that plate and take food inthat plate and he would sulk.
even inthe case of bedding  also , he would occupy the one which was clean  and soft. i would go for competition.we were fighting all the time.
my father papa rao was very strict aand we were afraid of him. even todya i am afraid of him.some days, when i got up in the morning ,he would take me to the hotel near bus stand.there we would clean our mouth with nanjan gud tooth powder.which was sweat in taste. then we would have tiffin there and return home. when he was angry withus ,he would shout at us and later take us to hotel and bought us some trinklets.one day he was angry with my mother for something hesaid he would leave us for the good. hewent in to the road and started walking. i ran after him crying for him to stop and held on to him. then he came back in to the house . at that time i was really afraid  he would leave us.
whenevr he was angry , he would shou at my mother and throw the dinnerplates and water tumblers all over the room. my mother was very patientand was keeping quiet . she would never reply him nor question him.
when i was inmy second standard my eldest sister was in her sslc. one night, my father beat her with sangham belt for a silly reason that she would not come to dinner because she wanted to study for the exam.he called her to come to dinner so that all can dine at a same time,but she did noy heed his words. he did not like her disobedience. on anothe r occassion also, he beat her like that only .the reason was that as she was studying in christian school, she was influnced by them and she  reluctant to put bindi, flowers, kajal for the eyes.
from then on wards though my father never lifted a hand againstme, that fear continued through out my life.now my father is ninty two years old and my mother is eihghty five years old,. they are living with my eldest brother,narasimharao.
we all love our parents ultimately and they too love us.
my brother  got a role in as choolplay for school anniversary. the role was that of a moodava muni balakudu in lava kusa. for reharsals,he used to go two hours before  while lead players were nowhere to be seen.one day my brother long with our cousin radha stayed vernight in one of my fathers colleagues house. the next day my father got so angry that he did not let thyem enter the house.they sat in the panduranga mandapam and were weeping. after some time, my father asked me to bring them inside. then immediately he took alla of us to hotel.
like so many incidents i remember ofmy childhood.

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