Drubbing Days !!!

                                      Drubbing  Days !!!!

I was very naughty and stubborn all through my childhood . And I would go to any extreme to gain attention!!!

The usually calm acha became the 'angry young man ' at times when my naughtiness cross all limits .My sister was seldom a victim ,because she was so calm and quiet all the time . She used to put herself into trouble whenever she follow my path and keep my side watching all my kriyas!!!

There were many instances of whacking ....bcoz my naughtiness was unlimited .....I remember a few instances :

Once while our  milkmaid  was having kanji sitting in the front door steps , i came  running from somewhere and put a bunch of pink flowers ( a hanging bunch of  wild flowers ) into her plate and ran away with the same speed ............there I get whacked :-(

Once I did some mischief on the house  maid ,and then she started complaining . Acha was on the way to see off his sister back to Ambalapuzha ,. He got too angry .............there I get whacked  :-(

And one time ,must be the  act was so sinful ,that acha locked my sister in the 'Oovu  Muri ' adjacent to their bedroom. I  was heartbroken , because of me she was suffering .....and the melodrama queen in me woke up ....I went outside the "Oovu  Muri ' . There was a window on the top of that room .I started singing :  

        "  Manja kili , chella kili ,

      Mayilpeeli kattile   varna killi 

ninakk achanundo , ammayundo ?  aniyathi  kootinundo ?"

Seeing all  the melodrama , acha let her out . She came out all red and pink after all cry :-(

Another time ,when acha used to catch us by the skirt for the whacking sessions ......I used to cry out loud  "  kollalle   muthalalli    kollallee ."

Courtesy to all the Malayalam movies he took us to :-)

And finally one day acha stopped his whacking , when accidentally one of those days when he was holding me to whack ,his mother came in to stop him and the beating just fell on her hand . from that day even after ammumma left for Ambalapuzha , whenever acha used to hold us for whacking ...I used to shout 'Ammumma . Ammumma '  and achan`s hands used to go numb 

I escaped many by using the same trick .....Now when I look back I realize how much  hurt he must have been with that incident ,that never once did his hands raised against his kids ....that was his love for his mom !!!

BTW : whacking sessions will be incomplete without sharing this special secret ......after all the beatings and crying ......acha used to leave the house ....returning back with a bag full of sweets ...ladoos , jilabi`s and what all :-)

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