On a lighter note, May I, Ms
Jayanthi Krishnan ?
I return from my early morning
walk, open our front door to step in.
A commanding voice rings out from some corner of our home
where She is dusting..
‘Wipe your
shoes properly on the door mat outside!
Stack your
shoes in the shoe cabinet, neatly!!
Peel off
your sox and drop them inside the washer!!!’
And I give a
silent salute, whisper ‘Yes Ma'am’ and perform all these tasks diligently before
I unhook my headphones and switch off my iPod!
Yes, I
kow-tow to this supreme being every day and much before I prostrate myself in front
of the panel of gods and goddess and offer my morning prayers.
And my short
prayer to the Gods happen after a short ritual.
She places a
small velli kinnum (silver bowl) of freshly boiled and sweetened milk.
Then She
keeps a copper tumbler half-filled with freshly drawn water from our Aquagaurd
inside the puja room.
And then I enter
the small puja room, perform a quick aarati.
And I thank
the Gods & Goddesses for all the good thing they have doen for me , my
family, my friends and relatives, and
every one in general (saha kutumbh).
And request
him to preserve the status quo.
And this strict
regimen we follow every day.
And Yes, our
house is run by no one less than a
5-Star General!!
And many
times I wonder if the CO (Commanding Officer) & Subedar Major of our
NCC camps were this demanding and so particular.
I remember
those times (hours) spent in polishing my brass buckles, shining my shoes to a glassy finish and ironing my clothes to
get that knife-edge crease!! And folding
my sheets and blanket and placing them neatly under my pillow and my duffel bag
tightly tied and kept on the side.
And cleaning
my .22 and later my .303 rifles and lugging them for the inspection &
parade.
Inspection
happens at home too.
On days when I dust
our bed cover, fluff the pillows and make our bed, She would keenly scrutinize,
align the pillow edges and smooth out the small wrinkles at the corner before
giving me a satisfied sign off!
Jayanthi and
I come from two different backgrounds (and that is a sober understatement).
I was
brought up in a small smelly (every
place, during those days, smelled
of fresh and dried cow dung, horse droppings & wet mud) town in Uttar
Pradesh (now UttaraKhand) town.
Dehra Dun or
the Doon Valley is situated @ the foothills of the Himalayas.
And I grew
up in that rustic, unsophisticated environment , a raw small town kid who was
spoilt for a fight and who could stream out a mouthful of choicest Hindi and
Punjabi Gaalis within seconds!
(Punjabi
Gaali = a dirty phrase punctuated with one relative and one body part)
And Jayanthi
was raised up in a traditional orthodox & conservative Iyengar family from
the the well known area, T Nagar in Chennai.
Her parents
ran a boarding school & a coaching center. Her grand father was a member of
the Theosophical Society of India, and her dad was an active Lions Club member.
And they
lived in the heart of T Nagar, near the famous Pondi Baazar and close to the
cultural hub of Vani Mahal (where they
were life members)
And fate
bought us together on that memorable Good Friday of 1982!!
Three months
later, we got married !
And Jayanthi,
aged 19 years & 6 months, moved into
our home as a newly wed mattu-ponnu (daughter-in-law)
And, from a
sprawling mansion-like house in T Nagar surrounded by huge palm trees and mango
trees and tamarind trees, she came into
a two bedroom flat on the second floor of an six storied building in Bandra East , Mumbai. Must have been
difficult.
It was
claustrophobic for me too when we had to move from our modest house in Dehra
Dun (with a lawn in the front and a kitchen garden at the back) into this flat.
And to top
it all, at that time we had my mom & dad, my dad’s mom, my mom’s dad &
mom and my youngest college going sister all in this flat!!!
And very
soon my dad and mom left for Bahrain, leaving me & Jayanthi (mostly her as
I traveled very often) to take care of the rest of the family.
Since then,
but for a few years, we always had some elders staying with us. My Grand dad and Grand mom for a long time, then
her aging dad and mom next to us and
then my dad who moved in with us after my mom died. And my dad at 90 years stays here with us here
mostly.
So she has
seen, experienced, endured and managed bravely every possible challenge an
elder person can throw at you - be it making food to appease their cravings, observing the traditional rituals on religious
and festival occasion (which invariably involves elaborate cooking and serving
many people), taking them to the temples, to visit relatives and hospitals frequently.
And they can
be extremely demanding and She had to stoically
bear up with their tantrums and frequent bursts of anger, administer medication, clean up the mess they
make most times, and much more. And frequently train and manage the frequently
changing full time nurses who are so unpredictable.
All said and
done..
We have
successfully completed 37 years together. (I am also counting in 50% of the
time I used to spend travelling during the first 10 years of our marriage,
another 25+% over the next 15 years, and an average of 3 days a week that I spent in Gurgaon for the another
8 years)
And I would
not hesitate to claim that we have shared our responsibiolities and burden equally.
Like the
house we built in nearby Vinayaka Nagar ..
She approved
the blureprint, supervised the construction on a daily basis, stood in the Q
for BSSB water & BESCOM connections
and finally fought for the Katha and managed to get it!
And I, very efficiently and periodically, without questioning, signed all the payment
cheques right from the initial advance amount up to the final settlement!
Like when we
bought this SP apartment.
She came
periodically, surveyed the progress and signed the cheques.
And I
diligently ensured that she had enough balance in her account!
Like raising
our daughter Anusha
She sat with
and helped Anusha with her homework most evenings, complete her weekend assignments and cur
pictures from mags, made charts and cardboard models for her summer project
work.
And I taught her
to climb the big slide from the sloping
side, ride a bicycle and blow a wolf whistle! (wolf-whistle = the
technique of placing you right thumb and index finger under your tongue and blow
out a very loud, sharp and piercing tone). And I even
taught her how to modulate it as well.
Like raising
our son, Sirish
She would go
thru his school dairy every day and help him complete his assignment. When he
missed a day, she would call up his classmate’s parents and get an update.
And I
diligently typed out his leave letter and signed them . And also his quarterly
report card !
And I even
bought him Lego. Mechano and Jigsaw sets to sharpen his mind!!
Like
shopping @ DMart
She would
mentally make up a list of all things to
buy and walk thru the aisles and pick up things she wanted. And after checking the
expiry date she would then hand them over to me.
And I followed her closely behind, pushing the huge
overloaded cart.
And you know
how challenging that could be, especially when you get one of those carts with
misaligned wheels that get stuck every now and then. And you have to push them
at a specific angle if you want them to go straight!
And I also
swiped my card and entered the pin @ the checkout counter!!
And over
time, I am glad to say, we became specialists at our chosen areas and
wonderfully complemented each other..
Even in
areas of decision making which could be a highly contentious matter in many
house holds.
Not in ours
and we rarely have any clash of egos.
I totally
support women empowerment…
Hence Jayanthi
takes all the decisions related to our
household and connected with our family.
Whether it
is buying this flat or trading-in our
car for a new one. Or how much Diwali Bonus to give this year and what should
we eat tonight.
And I focus
on the broader challenges like Nuclear arms race, Global Warming , World
Hunger. And the future impact of Artificial Intelligence and Bio-Engineering !
And I also seriously consider
all decisions related to the future of Mankind!!
Krish..
Waooo! Amazing and inspiring for young couples like Akki and me..! Cheers to you and Maami!
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