Friday, November 25, 2011

PoovanPazham Chapter 3

Yet his heart ached a lot. Isn’t he a man?

Thus that night passed. Morning came. Days turned into years. Many times the rivers water rose up again. Jameela Bibi gave birth nine times. There were many changes in the world. Empires fell. Crowns and courts and thrones flew away. New ideas got prominence. Man’s society advanced very much. Abdul Khader sahib and Jameela Bibi grew very old. Lost all their teeth. Both of them grew gray haired and bent. Old man and old woman and children and the childrens children. Although they are going on like this, can you help remembering at least some of your old things! Abdul Khader sahib laughing will ask Jameela Bibi:

‘Maharaani… long ago when you said you wanted poovanpazham what did I swim the river and bring?’

Jameela Bibi laughing will say:

‘Poovanpazham!’

He will ask:

‘How was it?’

She will say:

‘Like an orange. Round!’

‘Ha-Ha-Ha-’ Laughing Abdul Khader sahib will ask: ‘What did I get?’

‘Poovanpazham! Poovanpazham!’

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