Ammama

As Ammama’s (Grandma) third death anniversary nears, my mind goes back to a flashback of some memories. I recollect of an incident….

This was when Anto and I used to stay in Tripunithura for a couple of months. I was in 11th std and Anto was in 7th std. Ammama as usual used to think of both of us as incapable of walking by the side of Kerala roads as we still were very much labelled as the 'Brainless NRIs'. However, this incident just goes to show how influential Ammama was with people. :-)

This was the first time both of us set off for school in Tripunithura and were walking towards the SN junction where we could catch our school bus. I ensured we kept a safe distance from the vehicles passing by. I do have the habit of occasionally turning around just to have an idea who is walking behind us, for safety reasons. After a while, I noticed a milkman seemed to be following us. I kept telling myself that it was just my imagination but that feeling just grew stronger. I stepped up the pace and we walked faster and got on to the bus. I remember I let out a huge sigh of relief and looked at Anto who as usual was oblivious to what was happening and was enjoying the sights through the window seat.

We came back home that day and I hinted to Ammama what happened. She seemed to have a satisfied look on her face, which left me a little surprised. Later she revealed it was her master plan to send a spy to keep a watch on us and the milkman readily agreed to this assignment. I wish I knew about all her spies.

Yet another anniversary….and I miss her…

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