Aiyo the chimney is falling!

PushpavalliSrinivasan · Mar 30, 2010

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Aiyo! The chimney is falling!

During my childhood days, I was a weakling health wise and also very timid by nature.

We were four siblings altogether. My eldest sister was married off when I was just six months old. My second sister was married off when I was between seven and eight. My brother who was two years and nine months older than me and my younger sister were staying with my mother and my father was staying at <st1:city w:st="on"><st1lace w:st="on">Jabalpur</st1lace></st1:city>.

After my sister’s marriage, whenever my mother had her monthly cycles, the two of us- my brother and I had to do the household chores. My youngest sister was too small at the time. While my brother took charge of cooking I did the cleaning, washing and other small errands. There was no electricity in the house and we had to light hurricane lamps and wall lamps. One night after dinner, I tried to remove the wall lamp from the wall to take it to the hall and its chimney was loose and was about to fall. I was afraid that the chimney would break and started shouting, “Aiyo! Anna, the chimney is falling.”
My brother who was standing nearby managed to catch it before it fell down. As the glass chimney was very hot, his hand got burnt and the whole night he was suffering with burning pain. My mother was giving instruction to keep the fingers cool by winding the fingers with a wet cloth.
When I think about it now, I feel like laughing about my foolishness.
But that night I kept crying out of guilt, since I felt that it was because of my carelessness that he was suffering.
My poor brother was consoling me by telling me, "Don't worry. I will be okay in the morning."

iyerviji · Mar 30, 2010

Dear Pushpa Madam

Sorry to hear that your brother burnt his finger. But even inpain he consoled you shows the love that he has for you. Childhood memories are great. When I read the tittle I thought the chimney on top was falling and how can it fall.

love
viji

PushpavalliSrinivasan · Mar 30, 2010

Dear Viji,
Thanks for posting your first fb. Some childhood memories are permanently gets engraved in our memory. Some of them makes us happy and some makes us to feel shy.
Love,
PS

Padmasrinivas · Mar 30, 2010

Dear PS,

I came in post-haste, intrigued by the title! Reminded me of Asterix and the Gauls who are only afraid of the sky falling on their head!

Childhood memories are the best of all, reliving them is rejuvenating and refreshing experience

Enjoyed your post thoroughly, PS... Is this part of the interesting autobiography that you are currently penning?

Look forward to more of the same kind,

Love,
PS

radsahana · Mar 30, 2010

Dear Pushpa mam,

Your writing reminded me of my childhood memories also. Its always special isnt it. Your brother at that age is also so caring and loving and matured, he didnt hold u responsible, for his burning his hand. That was really great.

thanks for sharing the post.

PushpavalliSrinivasan · Mar 31, 2010

Dear PS,
Thank you for dropping in here in post haste to read my childhood memory blabber. Each and everyone might have some very interesting chlldhood memories.

Thanks for showing interest about my autobiography. I have written nearly 120 pages up to the year 2000 and I have requested my daughter to edit it. I have already shared many interesting incidents in my life when I newly joined IL.

Love,
PS

Padmasrinivas said: ↑

Dear PS,

I came in post-haste, intrigued by the title! Reminded me of Asterix and the Gauls who are only afraid of the sky falling on their head!

Childhood memories are the best of all, reliving them is rejuvenating and refreshing experience

Enjoyed your post thoroughly, PS... Is this part of the interesting autobiography that you are currently penning?

Look forward to more of the same kind,

Love,
PS
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PushpavalliSrinivasan · Mar 31, 2010

Dear Radhika,
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Thanks for peeping in and sharing your thoughts,
Love,
PS

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