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A pleasant surprise!

A little away from the main street there is a Hindu temple adjacent to a side walk. My folks entered the temple and I followed them rather mechanically.

The priest of the temple was chanting mantras, sitting in front of the main deity. There were well-lit brass lamps of all sizes and heaps of flowers, even as there was a steady flow of devotees with caste marks on their foreheads. As usual, I was standing in a corner with my eyes half-closed. The priest would stop his mantras for a while at regular intervals to enable the devotees to sing their favorite devotional songs. It went on for a couple of hours and just when I thought it was time to leave, I saw devotees standing in front of the main deity, waiting for their turn to receive a small bunch of flowers and kumkum from the priest… and soon after, there was a pleasant surprise. All the devotees were offered a sumptuous meal; a feast rather.

When all the devotees left, my folks were discussing some ‘important’ matters with the priest. “Sure, I’ll be there right on time”, the priest assured them. It was to conduct a religious function [rituals] at our house, the next day. As arranged, he visited our house and performed the function to our satisfaction.

You might be wondering why this chap [that’s me!] is narrating an event which happens every day in India. There you are! Believe me or not, all these took place in a big city in North America… Vancouver, to be precise.

Author: P U Krishnan

First things first. I am one of those retired chaps who are young at heart. I watch cricket matches and jump for joy when Tendulkar scores yet another century. I read newspapers and books too, though I am not crazy about them. I think I have a mind free from hatred and I owe it to the wonders of nature and music. I scribble something now and then and call myself a writer! Though I have settled in Ooty, a lovely hill station in Tamil Nadu—I must emphasize the fact that I was born and brought up in Tellicherry in North Kerala and studied in the good old Government Brennen College. Of and on, my mind goes back to my ancestral house at Tiruvangad in Tellicherry in front of an ancient Sri Ram temple. I am indebted to this wonderful place which inculcated in me a love for cricket and literature. But all said and done, I am an Indian first.

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