Back to my memories
today (18-6-15) while i was driving through my native place , it flashed my childhood memories, i wonder, my dreams are not yet come true, but some thing those i dream in childhood have come / invented .. by some one else .. aha
when i was in my first standard, probably in 1986 , i was fist admitted to Nemom school, as it was near to my mothers native, but because of the distance from school to home, i was shifted to Kamukincode, which was the native of my father. there started my fate.
i have to saty with my aunt ( father's sister) at his home, and where i have my grand mother, Appachi (aunt), and her step daughter, and my valiyachchan's 3 sons , Shaaji, Sabu and shibu. actually my only friendship were with them, who were about 10 years elder than me. because of the age difference at that time i was not supported by them most time, and i was alone those days. Mother and sister were staying at their place.
Because of my loneliness, soon after returning from school i used to do my home works, and play alone, mostly nothing to play so takes some stones and plays something. and sleeps early but sleep wont come because i was alone in the room at the age of 5 , so used to dream a lot.. i do remember i speaks myself acting characters of my imaginary. those days i had no toys, no comic books, what i have were news papers which i cannot read as i dont know the alphabets..
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One day my mom presented me a camlin watercolour tube set and a book, so i started colouring it latter tried to draw something but failed to get its accuracy.
i was taken to home once in every week, that was only my relief from the loneliness, i used to wait for the day to come. because once i am in home, i have my sister to play with and she was my only play mate.
even in home, i have only one toy plane, and we used to play with that. i think that was given by my uncle Mr. Muraleedharan , i owed him a lot because most of the gifts i got those days were given by him only. i used to wait for his arrival from Mumbai where he was working that time.
my fathers house was an old one, with a large courtyard in front and i can play a lot and run. but i cannot run fast, whenever i tries to run fast i used to faint.
one day while in evening, every one, appachi, grandma etc. were sitting in the varandhah and i was playing with a twine, I have seen a picture in the newspaper, with a scarf twisted in the neck by some one, and i just twisted the scarf in my neck twice, while the other end of the twine was laying down, i just pulled one side the twine and by accident the other end was in hold of some one, and i lost my breath, i was hearing the laughter of the others who were sitting and commenting me as my act was good related to the cinema, which i did never seen, i got fainted and fell down, while some how the twine got untwisted and loosened from my neck, and my life was saved ( may be by god or my mothers prayers helped ) and i still remember at that my vision gone black and seen stars dancing, and i have seen a clear face of an old man standing beside me and telling me to take my hand from neck,
This incident made my mothers thought changed to shift the residence to Kamukincode (Kcode), for which my father's master plan worked because of this.
i remember while we started constructing our new house (so called ) at Kcode, my grand father ( Mothers father, we called him Appachan) decided to help by cutting a large Jack fruit tree, and sliced it to sizes and shifted to kcode, it were kept at that house in an approximate are about 5 x 5 x 8 feet cut pices, with lot , after constructing the home it jsut used 4 pieces of wood and others were given to appachi, latter i identified the pieces in her roof top.
i dont remember about the house warming and all, the memories were scattered, but i will continue this in sequence.
