KichaAbhirami

Aahh… Akka… Don’t pull my hair like that, plait it loosely!! 

Adei, Kicha… You keep quiet, you don’t know anything about hair! 

Hello! Look who’s talking, my shikai is longer than your hair… See, you kept savuri, I didn’t! 

Kicha’s Athimber came running into the room, hearing his squeals, while I was plaiting his shikai and making it into a bun….  

You are not done yet? Kicha, I have to take you for Kasi Yatrai Da! Meena, make it quick ma…. 

2 minutes nna… This boy is simply shouting and making a fuss for everything! Hold him tight and I will apply this Kohl into his eyes… I’m sure the bride is ready and waiting outside…. Dei Singara Velu, don’t monkey around, let me apply Kohl to you…. 

Kicha, along with his Athimber, proceeded for Kasi yatrai…. 

Dei Kicha, this is your last chance to escape, run away… I’m telling you…. You know how much music I’m facing from your Akka everyday 😖

Ya ya, I can see the result of your concert, one on hand and one on hip… You are  a khilladi daan Athimber…. 😉

Kicha’s Athimber’s cheeks turned red from blushing….

After an unsuccessful Kasi Yatrai, Kicha and the bride exchanged their garlands thrice… Kicha blushed more than his bride while they sat on the oonjal… He looked away at my son and pretended to play with him…. Reciting along all the veda mantras, he took his bride’s hands into his and accepted the “daanam” of Kanya, his father in law gave him…. 

It was time for mangalya dhaaranam, Kicha patiently awaited his bride, who came walking slowly to the dias, wearing madisar, looking at Kicha and everyone around. 

I stood behind the bride, to tie the “pinnthaali”… While Kicha tied the sacred thread around her neck, I saw tears flowing down his eyes…. 

Meena, I told him to think twice during Kasi yatrai…. He did not listen… Now he’s crying! 

Are you mad? He’s shedding tears of joy…. I know him much better than anyone else… I know how much he awaited this day! 

What are you saying? 

I’ll tell you…… 

Flashback​…. Ting ting ting ting ting…… 

2016 September, Aavani maasam….. 

Kicha, finally you are coming to Hyderabad!!!! 

I’m not coming to see your face… I am coming to attend our thangai Sita’s wedding…. You anyway failed in keeping up your promise in your wedding…. My thanga-thangachi Sita will surely do the needful for her Anna! 😍 

Poda poda…. 

But anyway, I’ll meet my little niece, nephew and Athimber, who have done no harm to me… They’re nice, unlike one rowdy lady in their house…. 

You come home Da kanna, akka will take revenge for all this…. 

Kizhipei… 

Poda! 

Podi!!!! 

Kicha came to Hyderabad, to attend our cousin Sita’s wedding… He couldn’t meet my kids when they were born because he was busy with his studies and work….  

At the wedding, my tall, lanky thambi with a little bulged out tummy walked here and there, carrying the cartons and ushering the guests and arranging their stay… 

He was an eye-candy to all the Mamis and mamas. It was on the day of wedding that I took my revenge on him! 

Kicha, wearing a grey coloured silk cotton shirt and a veshti, with grey border, was on a business phone call… That’s when I walked fast and spoke to Ramanan Deekshithar…. 

Mama, sowkyama? How’s your daughter? Mami, how is Kausalya? How’s she finding it at USA? 

We are fine ma Meena… Kausalya is fine too, in a month we are leaving to USA for her delivery… 

Oh nice… How about your younger daughter? 

She is also fine ma… She is attending GMCS after completing her CA final… She can’t come to USA… She will be here with her paati-thatha…. 

Oh… Nice… 

We are looking out matches for her ma, tell us if you know some good boy…. 

Mami, do you see that boy, over phone call, he is Subbu chitti’s son… Kicha…. He’s a CA, CS and is now pursuing LLB… He has his own practice…. You know Subbu chitti la? 

Oh…. Namba Subbulakshmi oda paiyana? I saw him as a kid… When we lifted him, he pissed on mama’s hand…. 😂😂 

As soon as mami heard this, she signalled mama…. 

Mama silently followed Kicha and when Kicha finished his phone call, mama sat on a chair beside Kicha…. He suddenly held Kicha’s veshti and at Veshti pulling point, he threatened my brother. 

I heard everything about you.. when you were a kid, I lifted you and you pissed on my hand….

Mmaama, I don’t know who you are, why are you doing this to me? I might have pissed on your hand, please leave my veshti, mama… kids are looking at me…. I was a kid daane mama…. shall I wash your hands now? 😖😖

I am Ramana Deekshithar, Director- finances, Corona group… My wife is a music teacher. I have two daughters, Kausalya- married to an IT professional, in the USA. My maplai though an IT professional, does veda parayanam in Guruvayurappan temple, NJ. Very soon they will be parents.  Younger one is a CA, she recently finished it and is now looking out to work in a firm, while we are keen on getting her married… Will you marry my daughter? 

But why me? 😖

Because, I feel you are fit for her. Tell me, will you marry my daughter or shall I pull this veshti more? 

Kicha’s veshti was almost being untied… With one hand he held the veshti and the other hand he held his phone…. 

There, look at that side, you see that lady standing beside Sita, she’s my amma… Subbulakshmi… Beside her is my paati… Please talk to her and leave me…. 😖😖  

Mama signalled to Mami, to go and talk to Subbu chitti. Mami rushed immediately​ and within 5 minutes of talking, Mami turned around to mama and winked at him, signalling a thumbs-up  😉👍. 
Mama, didn’t leave the grip of Kicha’s veshti and pretending as if nothing happened, mama and Mami spoke to Subbu chitti…. 

Witnessing all these events, I was laughing my heart off! 😂😂😂😂

He then called his daughter,  Abhirami…. On hearing the name, my brother held Ramana mama’s hand firmly and asked him to pull it off if he wants, for, he was wearing a pair of shorts and wasn’t really worried about it…. 

Abhirami and Kicha looked at eachother and smiled… Mama and Mami, Chittappa and Chitti gelled up well and spoke about the further proceedings…. 

Ramana mama left Kicha’s veshti and held his hand…. Kicha readily agreed to accept Abhirami as his life and business partner. 

Present…tididididing….. 

The hands which were once wetted by Kicha, the hands that pulled his veshti,  presented him with a panchagajam and washed his feet….  Today, Kicha is happily married…. Only I know about the chats we’ve had… Even before knowing Abhirami, he made an imaginary character with the name and it actually came true…. I’m sure she’ll be happy with my brother…. 

So much history is there ah, behind my machunan’s kalyanam? He calls me khilladi…. I’ll talk to him during his wife’s seemandham!  

Dei, Kicha, why are you pulling my veshti Da? I’m already married with 2 kids… I can’t think of any other woman…. Bearing your akka itself is such a Herculean task… One more ah? 😝😝

Aiyo Athimber, you and akka have to drive us home for gruhapravesham…. Vaango! 😂

P.S. This is purely a work of fiction, a gift for my thambi Kicha (who kept asking me to write a blog with protagonists named Kicha and Abhirami) , for clearing his CA and CS this year… I wish him to get only one pondatty and everything else in plenty… 

Love,

His akka Meenu 😁