Thursday, December 18, 2008

My Family and others.....

A typical day in the S.K household has always been very noisy yet filled with humour for me. Whereas a day in the R.K household is more dramatic and emotional, with plenty of frowning, grinning, blaming each other, wise words and a lot more theatrics. The latter being my household and the former being my step mother's.
The S.K parivar is who I go to when I need plenty of sunshine, the ceiling fan, a cup of chai and the blissfulness lent by a 100 odd books. The chatteratti here includes EMS, social workers, the plight of mentally challenged children in Trichur and the world over, communism, Che Guevara and of course whats for lunch/dinner and tomorrow's breakfast. Its the family that has indulged many a politicians with the right values (yes- there still remain a few!), with grandmothers who have more energy than a 13 year old. Its the home where you can simply put your right foot in and your mind goes off onto having a mind of its own. Simply put. Its one of the homes that I love coming home to any given day.
We have the following people in it-

Janu, the gracious mother, beautiful brown skinned intelligent, great mother poised and a great activist in her youth. Not that she's that old now.

Her two offsprings-
Che ( he claims to be a food revolutionary and can draw umimaginable parallels between himself and Che at any given time of the day), the younger one all of eleven years.

prodigal son- being the older of the two sons. much older than the younger one, an aspiring lawyer, almost every other day found in the bus from Pune to Cochin, mostly with an excuse to be back home.
And then again, who wouldn't want to be back with the S.K parivar?

nambi baby- grand mother to Che and NKSK, Janu's mother who lives with them mostly until now.

S.K- the father, the politician mostly available a few days a week at home.

apple's adam- the much loved nephew.

Kutty- really, the child. Mentally challenged they say. Sweet as a pie. the epitome of peacefulness. The luckiest of the lot, I would say.

More on them once I finish the next story...okay?

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