Remembering Gauri chechi………

Indu was in  turmoil………..

Seconds had hopped into minutes,minutes into hours and hours into days,time stealthily staeling her moments………her life…….

Introspection and investigation yielded salvation that  scuttled off.Her life stood suspended…………..Amma had marriage plans for her,She herself…………pondered over the yearly appraisal which was staring at her,Achan was somehwere in between……..he wanted both-a heavenly marriage and a enviable job for his daughter…….

But where was that five year old Indu who tugged at Gauri chechis’s daavani(read saree),,,,,,,,,,,,,who learned alphabet on henna designs,who hopscoteched from one to ten,who was promised a brilliant henna design after memorising spellings,who threaded jasmine flowers with Gauri chechi for her favourite lord,who marvelled at the way the fringe on Gauri chechi’s forehead danced its way to everyone’s heart………………………

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The list was endless…………….

Impressions of childhood she thought………never fade away.Gauri chechi used to say,”You must have been my daughter in the previous birth.”

Indu could never comprehend ,previous births and relationships……..but now….when everyone had forgotten and dumped Gauri chechi in the unilluminated corners of ther heart …………glimpses of her still ravaged her …………

Gauri chechi…………………………she called out……………………

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