Wednesday, August 9, 1944: My rendezvous with Planet Earth
Wednesday, August 09, 1944
Around 0015 hours, this day
in 1944, I was allowed to touch planet Earth.
A squirrel-like
tiny thing, Amma was not as happy seeing me, as several other members of the
joint family who were jubilant about the arrival of a male member who had three
elder sisters, eldest one already married.
Malayi Ammunni, the
Village Mid-Wife consoled Amma that "size doesn't matter, health is
important, though..."
My parents were given
free advice by all who visited me that going by the size, survival of the baby
will depend on additional feed, preferably fresh cow's milk.
Father, within days,
managed to buy a milch cow and its progeny or new cows continued to be part of
our family till circa early 1960's.
In 1963, I remember,
my eldest sister's husband and I wandered around in villages miles away, to buy
a milch cow within our budget (around Rs100). I will always remember the sarcastic
remark of one proud owner of a Highbred cow, when he knew that we were in
search of a milch cow for hundred rupees. He said: "You should not have
wasted time here, if you didn't have at least two "green
notes""(that was how the hundred rupees note was addressed with love
and respect, by villagers those days!).
M G Warrier
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