LIFE AS TOLD BY HIM
Venu was getting ready for his usual evening stroll at twilight. He called out from the veranda, ‘Radha, ask Priya if she’s joining me for a walk’. Priya responded with a loud ‘yes, uncle. I’ll be ready in five minutes’. She emerged from the Nalukettu adorned in a serene off-white frock, with a big baby bump. Her hair fell along the shoulders and eyes lined with kajal. Venu held her hand. ‘How do you feel, mole ?’ 'I feel good, uncle. Should I grab an umbrella? The rustling wind is giving us a hint’, she said. ‘I’ve already got them’, showed her his bag with two umbrellas. Then he called out to the inside, ‘Radha, me and molu will be back in an hour’. ‘People have come in terms with you staying with us. Do you remember the time when we were constantly interrogated about you and your whereabouts?’ asked Venu. ‘Uncle, how can I forget that? The entire village talked about my audacity. I can never be grateful enough to you and Radha aunty fo...