Cheeru
and Kumaran were a couple living in my locality. They were both known to me
personally. Both toil hard to make money. Cheeru would give Kumaran her wages
too to buy provisions and other necessities for the house. Kumaran had a
weakness for liquor. When he earns a little extra money he would spent his
week-ends dropping in from one toddy shop, one bar, to the next, switching over
from his usual local toddy to foreign liquor. He used to be in a fine mood till
he reached his house. The real trouble would begin after that. Cheeru would shout and scream, and make numerous
measured quips, aspersions, and perfectly timed digs at him. A wordy altercation between them would commence
leading to physical assaults like beating her up and then the grand finale
where one could hear the sound of pots breaking one after the other. None of
their neighbours interfered as it was a ritual. Early in the morning, Kumaran remorsefully would admit his
fault; Cheeru would forgive and forget his weaknesses and shortcomings; they would
embrace; he would kill her with kindness and they would become great friends
once again. The couple would go together and buy new ones to replace the old
pots, which were broken by Kumaran the previous night. Would these pots end up
with the same plight at the outbreak of another bickering between these married
couples!
Excerpts from
MEMOIRS
An autobiography
by
Joseph J. Thayamkeril
Lawyer, Kochi, Kerala, India.
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