Some times you need a break, from this hectic and chaotic life of pressures and more pressures. You need to go home. But still Life has been catching up pace in that town that is about 47km from the city. Internet, Mobile Phones and Small Small IT Centers!! Huh !!
I decided to take life to a bit on the slower side. I traveled further 5 kms to the East of the town on my mom’s Kinetic to my Grandma’s place. She stays alone there in that small not so sleepy village, but our ancestral home is very much sleepy and silent due to the non existence of the ever vibrant descendants of my Grandpa.
They, including me, are chilling time out in the cool cities or ignoring this sleepy nature. I didn’t do any thing special there. I just spend some time out there- about 30 to 45 minutes. That time was more than enough for my grandma to tell me all the stories that is happening around the world, which some I am interested, other I am not. She opens her story box and in that few minutes Pullottu Nanu, Thazhekuni Chandran, Aarottu Usha, Moideen, Ahmad Haaji etc all pass through as characters from some fairy tale.
Yet time doesn’t move. It seems Grandma has stopped the time, while she was serving me tea. There was a whole lot of talk about the diet that is she going through these days. How distaste it was when she fried the fish in the Sunflower Oil instead of the normal Coconut Oil. Awesome – that is the word I should put here I think. To the way she remembers all these stories and tells me about it. No wonder we still yearn to here a lot of Muthasshi Katha’s.
People. Sometimes we ought to take time and visit our ancestral households. For there lay lot of happiness and sorrows, a lot of stories and fairy tales , a lot of beauty of the nature and finally a slow and special life which is free from all the hassles of our day-to-day life
PS: That house in the picture is not my home. Its just another sleepy house in the Nalom Vayal, Near Kurikkilad, Vadakara