
Narayanan’s father Ramanujam was allotting various offices for the members of the
family to make the marriage celebration a grand success. Wishing to gain some importance
during the celebration, Narayanan and I were keeping ourselves always within the
reach of his sight. We would have been satisfied even with the work of buying vegetables
and milk but he shared all the work among the other members. At last, he called
Narayanan and handed over the cash box saying,” I’ll not interfere in any of the
work until the ‘Kanikadhanam’ takes place. So, you are responsible for the accounts.”
Feeling dejected that I was not given any responsibility, as I was young and does
not belong to their family, I started home. His father commanded,” Mohan, wait!
You have an important work. Along with Seenu Mama, you have to go to the station
tomorrow, bring the Sambandhi and his family from the station, look after them well
during their stay here and help them to go back safely in the train. All these are
restored on your hands.” [Seenu mama is his dear friend and my maternal uncle. My
mother used to boast that I’m a Xerox of Seenu mama!]Joy sprang out of me as a fountain
as that was a great honor and acceptance conferred upon me! Generally, these responsibilities
were shouldered by the paternal or maternal uncles of the bride!
The bridegroom, Sambandhi and their people were to come from Chidambaram. The train
would reach Tiruvarur by 8.30a.m. About 30 members were expected to accompany them.
Hence, I hired 6 bullock carts with the money received from Narayanan and reached
the station even by 7a.m.The train showed its face only by 9.30a.m., being late
by an hour. The DEGREE Coffee, which I stored in four jugs reached a minus centigrade
and became chill! Even then, I offered it to them, with a mind to relieve them of
their tiredness. “Even our maid does not deserve this coffee” – so saying, all shared
it till the last drop! Ramanujam uncle had strictly warned me not to reciprocate
any of their comments. Hence, turning a deaf ear to all their comments, I arranged
them in all 5 carts and loaded the 6th one with their luggage. Cheenu mama ordered
me to take them safely. He politely whispered in the ears of Sambandi,”Mohan will
look after everything. I have other marriage works. So, let me take leave of you.”
So saying, with a relief, he escaped from that place. I gladly occupied my cycle
and headed the procession with all cheers.
Kamalalayam Vadakarai street was fully covered with a decorative pandal. Before
our procession reached Vadakarai, the groom’s father stopped me then and there and
investigated regarding the arrangements made by the hosts. He spied with many questions
to be sure that they all would be treated with due respects by the bride’s family.
Unless and until the groom’s family take their bath and get ready, even the youngest
of the bride’s family would not be allowed take the lunch. I was already burning
with hunger. So I tried my best to reach the destination at the earliest.
Bridegroom Anantharaman was very close with Narayanan and me on his first visit to see Komalam. But today, to much of my surprise, he totally ignored me! Later, he frankly declared us that he was thus instructed by his parents. He was so advised
because they had a feeling that, only then, he would be able to maintain the status
of a Bridegroom without which he would not be respected. Along with all these great
incidence, on the day of marriage, groom’s uncle who went to have a dip in the Kamalalayam
tank got absconded. Oh! What an interesting anecdote. Why don’t you wait for just
another week?
Nowadays when I take up a contract for marriage, the groom and the bride, both work
in America. Both take up the same flight just two days before the marriage. Parents
of both bride and groom come to the airport and take them home together. How heart
filling the sight is!!!
Nowadays when I take up a contract for marriage, the groom and the bride, both work
in America. Both take up the same flight just two days before the marriage. Parents
of both bride and groom come to the airport and take them home together. How heart
filling the sight is!!!
(All the incidents narrated in this series are my experiences in the past. Names
alone are changed.)
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