Keshavan Nair sat there like a zombie. Night came. The moon rose up. For what?.... Keshavan Nair sat there like that. In the end he got up and put on the light. The timepiece shows eleven- o’clock!
He set the alarm for four, closed the door and lay down tiredly on the bed. The last night!... No hunger, no thirst. Keshavan Nair lay down with his eyes open. Not thinking about anything at all. Yet his eyes brimmed over and tears kept flowing. Krooramrigam hoti hai stree! The male is many times better! Why would god have created women? Won’t be any good intention or anything! He felt like bursting out crying loudly.
Then a sound outside... Soft-gentle and musical:
“Did you fall asleep?”
Her! Trouble! Cruelty! Toughness!
Keshavan Nair didn’t move.
Again the same sound:
“Open up, it’s me.”
Keshavan Nair got up and opened the door.
Saramma came into the room. Keshavan Nair kept standing at the door.
Saramma softly called:
“Come here a bit, something to say.”
Keshavan Nair went back and sat on the bed. Saramma went to the door and stood looking out for a long time. No special sounds. She closed the door and pulled up the chair to the bed. And when she sat with her elbows on the bed and her face supported in her palms, with her open tangled up hair, her breasts lay touching the bed.
Keshavan Nair had a desire to kiss those breasts. The neck and the lips and the eyes…. Yet trying to harden his heart, he leant back on the pillow. Even then the tears kept flowing.
She asked:
“Why are you crying?”
He kept quiet. She got up and sat on the bed. And leaning towards Keshavan Nair’s face, on his lips gave a gigantic surabhila kiss! Thapp!!
“Did you hate me?” she softly asked.
“Yes.” He lifted her up and put her on his lap. Her smell… All the complaints were forgotten. Yet with tears flowing he smiled.
She said:
“Like the full moon shining through when it’s raining-“
“Similes you will find many more... you must come with me at dawn on the four-thirty train!”
“Where?”
“Where I’m going.”
“And then?”
“Hah, it’s always vinodam for you Saramma.”
“Vinodam is what of life you know?”
“I know! What my dearest ‘Abbe’s’ lips and all have?”
“Hmm! Keep making fun!” she took out a fat cover from inside her bodice and reverently handed it over to Keshavan Nair “you must open it only when the train has left this place.”
“It seems heavy?” Keshavan Nair asked: “is it a premalekhanam?”
“Yes, a premalekhanam!” Saramma smiled.
“You should only open and see this after the train moves out of the station- Promise me that?”
He said:
“I promise.”
“Not enough. Promise on something you revere and have faith in.”
Keshavan Nair looked at Saramma and promised:
“On Saramma whom I revere and have faith in and love purely I promise that I’ll open this only after I board the train!”
Saramma got up and opened the door.
“You must call me when you leave in the morning. Now go to sleep peacefully!”
She left. Keshavan Nair was alone... Her smell!
He set the alarm for four, closed the door and lay down tiredly on the bed. The last night!... No hunger, no thirst. Keshavan Nair lay down with his eyes open. Not thinking about anything at all. Yet his eyes brimmed over and tears kept flowing. Krooramrigam hoti hai stree! The male is many times better! Why would god have created women? Won’t be any good intention or anything! He felt like bursting out crying loudly.
Then a sound outside... Soft-gentle and musical:
“Did you fall asleep?”
Her! Trouble! Cruelty! Toughness!
Keshavan Nair didn’t move.
Again the same sound:
“Open up, it’s me.”
Keshavan Nair got up and opened the door.
Saramma came into the room. Keshavan Nair kept standing at the door.
Saramma softly called:
“Come here a bit, something to say.”
Keshavan Nair went back and sat on the bed. Saramma went to the door and stood looking out for a long time. No special sounds. She closed the door and pulled up the chair to the bed. And when she sat with her elbows on the bed and her face supported in her palms, with her open tangled up hair, her breasts lay touching the bed.
Keshavan Nair had a desire to kiss those breasts. The neck and the lips and the eyes…. Yet trying to harden his heart, he leant back on the pillow. Even then the tears kept flowing.
She asked:
“Why are you crying?”
He kept quiet. She got up and sat on the bed. And leaning towards Keshavan Nair’s face, on his lips gave a gigantic surabhila kiss! Thapp!!
“Did you hate me?” she softly asked.
“Yes.” He lifted her up and put her on his lap. Her smell… All the complaints were forgotten. Yet with tears flowing he smiled.
She said:
“Like the full moon shining through when it’s raining-“
“Similes you will find many more... you must come with me at dawn on the four-thirty train!”
“Where?”
“Where I’m going.”
“And then?”
“Hah, it’s always vinodam for you Saramma.”
“Vinodam is what of life you know?”
“I know! What my dearest ‘Abbe’s’ lips and all have?”
“Hmm! Keep making fun!” she took out a fat cover from inside her bodice and reverently handed it over to Keshavan Nair “you must open it only when the train has left this place.”
“It seems heavy?” Keshavan Nair asked: “is it a premalekhanam?”
“Yes, a premalekhanam!” Saramma smiled.
“You should only open and see this after the train moves out of the station- Promise me that?”
He said:
“I promise.”
“Not enough. Promise on something you revere and have faith in.”
Keshavan Nair looked at Saramma and promised:
“On Saramma whom I revere and have faith in and love purely I promise that I’ll open this only after I board the train!”
Saramma got up and opened the door.
“You must call me when you leave in the morning. Now go to sleep peacefully!”
She left. Keshavan Nair was alone... Her smell!
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