Beyond the Horizon

Beyond the Horizon

Human thoughts are the fastest…they travel with a speed faster than the speed of light. Don’t you think so? Hmmm…here’s the proof. 🙂

This morning, on my way to my cab pick-up point, which is around 2-2.5 kms from my place and takes about 10-15 mins , I have travelled 32 long years in my thoughts.

I remembered the ‘Matheru‘ during one Onam celebration in my childhood. I could clearly see my ‘Muthachan‘ (maternal grandfather) holding me. I was wearing the ‘Kasavu Mundu‘ that he had gifted me. If only those days could come back. 🙂

Matheru & Thrikkakara Appan

Then I moved onto travel to my ‘Achamma‘s’ (paternal grandmother) town, Mangalamkunnu, where Dad n I have just gotten down from the S S Kumar bus and are walking down the road and Dad is showing me the roadside mango trees and telling me the stories of how he and his siblings used to sell the mangoes from those trees and pay their school fees. How Achamma used to give Kanjhi to all her 6 kids and when Dad used to ask her to have food, she used to say, “I am not hungry“. Dad lost his Dad when he was just 9 years old and my grandma raised her kids all alone. Iron Lady she was. 2 something I was then, and was wearing a Tee and shorts. Suddenly one lady stops by and asks Dad, “Raviye, What is your son’s name?” Ha Ha Ha 😀

Immediately, I flew back to Delhi. To be precise, Tilak Nagar. Here I remember, the nights, when I was sleeping between Mom and Dad and suddenly I wake up to the sound of the watchman’s stick and start shivering. More so, because the house didn’t have a door on the backside. It only had a curtain. It was so scary. Goosebumps! 😐

Then there was the ‘Datura‘ episode when I had consumed the maximum number of Datura seeds and me and my then friends, Rinku and Rinky too had fallen extremely ill. Not completely our fault…a Didi in the neighbourhood had brought it to make some ‘Mala‘ or something and accidentaly we ate almost all of it. See how naughty I was, and then I complain about my kids. Bad Mommy 😦

Datura belongs to the classic “witches’ weeds,” along with deadly nightshade, henbane, and mandrake. Most parts of the plants contain toxic hallucinogens, and datura has a long history of use for causing delirious states and death. It was well known as an essential ingredient of love potions and witches’ brews.[2]

Coutesy: Wikipedia

Next scene: My lil sis, Renu is some 6-7 months and Mom and she are down with Chickenpox. Then I see Amma and Acha are busy doing something with tomatoes. I barely remember anything from this episode, other than the taste of the Tomato sauce Mom had made. Yummy it was. 😀

Then the afternoons on exam days, when Mom used to make us stand near her between the DTC bus seats and pinch on the leg for making mistakes. I tell you, that’s exactly why I chose not to be a teacher. Huh! You can’t even think of doing any mischief or prank and your Mom gets to know of it. On our way from bus stand till home, she used to pinch and scold in front of other friends of ours like Roopa (Lalitha Janardhanan), Radhika, Harikuttan, Rekha (my namesake, best part was that her Dad too was Ravindran Nair, and they too lived in building no. 16. Strange coincidence, isn’t it?) and Manju. Once home, she’ll offer food and will stand behind us with a ‘Pichi‘ (Chameli) stick and keep on saying, “Finish it, and then I’ll give you what you deserve.” After food, we were made to re-write the whole exam again and then it was evaluated and for every mistake we were punished. Insulting and painful it was then. 😦 But it’s only because of those punishments that we are what we are today. 🙂

Renu’s 10th Board exam result day: To begin with, my Dad as he always has been, is a bit partial and shows it openly. I was his pet and I prefer to believe I still am. 🙂 Renu being a bit cranky and irritated when she was a toddler (she used to keep unwell frequently) was not so close to Dad as she was to Mom. Also, I was an average student all my life dwindling between 75% and 85%. Renu that way was far from average then and also she wasn’t as connected to Dad thru letters as I was. It was a hot May day and Renu’s 10th standard result was supposed to be out. Amma and Renu were in Kerala. Dad and I went to school by 9 am. We noted down her marks and I still remember Dad’s look with disbelief. He was continuously asking me to check again if I had taken down the right figures. He made me do it some 6-7 times. That was his confidence in her then. She has scored 84-85% and my cute Dad couldn’t believe it. 🙂 That was the turning point in their relationship. And I having lived it with them, am the happiest person to see this change. Yes, I mean it! 🙂

Falling for Vix after having known him for over 3 years, his interview with Dad, our marriage and life after that, my surgery, Anu’s birth, Jyoti, Renu and Raju Bhaiya’s wedding. All these were like a fast forwarded movie or a PPT in which slides appear for less than a second. May be that’s how it happened. 🙂

Finally, our lil Love (Lavanya) descended from the heaven. Her re-admission to the hospital, just days after her birth due to Jaundice. Docs wanted me to feed her, but blood was oozing out instead of milk. My poor lil baby didn’t get anything at all. 😦 It was Diwali eve and I had prayed with all my might for her recovery. I wanted our Lakshmi to be back home before the Lakshmi Pooja on Diwali. My prayers were answered as always.

Life has been quite an adventurous journey so far…

…n here I have reached my cab pick up point. 🙂

I love rains…:-)

I love being in my thoughts and revisiting memories. It makes me feel successful and be stress free. Just half way through I guess, before travelling across the mountains and oceans and finally beyond the horizon. 🙂

Lots of Love,



14 Replies to “Beyond the Horizon”

  1. I just want to tell you that you are an amazing writer…:) Keep up the spirit of writing!!!! Hope to see more and more from you……

  2. Wow, that was quite some walk down memory lane. Loved how you managed to cover quite a bit of your life without boring us at all. Lovely narrative style displayed in this post.

  3. wow.. this is a seriously lovely post.
    I guess you know by now that datura poisoning is an actual thing and people get admitted in ICU for it at times
    I’m glad for your love story and the happiness after the struggles in life. That’s what makes it worthwhile… surviving the bad times so that you can enjoy the good…

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