My family history

 My  family history

By

Raja/P.R.Ramachander

Around  1860 , there  lived  two brothers called Subbaraman  and Vaitheeswaran in house  opposite  to Siva temple  in Vadakke  gramam in Puthucode(Their  father  was  one Rama Sastrigal  , who was  an astrologer) 

Subbaraman  married  a lady  called  Kamashi,They  had five daughters  viz  Kamakshmi , Narayani  , Remamani , Janaki, cheethu and one  son called  Raman (I do not know  about  Vaitheeswaran’s family   except that his grand son became  a captain in the army  and grand daughter  married  a cousin of my father  called  Raman Chithappa)

Raman  married   a lady  called  Parvathi(Athai of Visweswaran) of Placode,He was  my grand father

He  had three  sons (Raman, Raman  and Vaitheeswaran ) and three daughters (Kamakshi  , Janaki  and Cauvery).

After  subbaraman’s death  Raman put  mangalore  tiles  to his home.The Puthucode village caught fire.Having lost everything, Raman  settled  in Chelakkara

The anna raman and vaitheeswaran  died and The small Raman was  called Kunju Raman  by  our villagers

Kunju raman was  my father,His father  died when he  was 12 years  old .Kunju raman  went to work in hotel  and got married  to my mother  Abhirami.Kunjuraman had three  sisters  Kamakshi, Janaki  and Cauvery.

Kunjuraman  had two  sons, me and Kasi   and three  daughters. Out  of three  daughters  two  of them died when they were  babies ,and  only Thanka  is surviving

I got married  to Jayalakshmi  , Kasi to Annapurni  and Thanka  to Rathnagiri 

Me , Kasi  and thanka  have three  sons and  two  daughters-Ravi, Raghu, Ramesh , Meera  and Roopa

And all these  five people have   six  daughters and two sons .

Shalini, Aarthi , Gayatri, Maithree  , Yamini, Malavika , Rohan and Rahul

Job at home without wife

Job at home without wife

 

Based  on a tamil  article

By

P.R.Ramachander

 

 

 

For   twice  a year  , darling mine ,

You do go to your  parent’s  place

Without you   and children,

The home   is looking   very dull

 

If I want  to boil  milk in the stowe, for coffee

After  struggling half an hour  to light it,

Half the milk  after  boiling   comes out,

And drenches the stowe , no coffee  till tomorrow

 

Though   I do not sweep  the home daily,

And  postphone   it for once a week

Sweeping once makes hips and knee,

To pain and some how , I could not find pain spray

 

In the office   some how  , I manage  to eat,

From a friends  tiffin box but for dinner,

On day one I called   the swiggy

And half my salary   was spent on that day

 

Deciding to cook, when I went  to buy vegetables

Some how   all that I get are fully spoiled  or very solid vegetables.

Trying to cut  them the  kitchen knife  breaks

And all  our kitchen  there  is fowl smell

 

Long back  when   I was a student   Dhobhi  ,

Used to come home and take the cloths ,

But after theto be washed  bucket  is full,

When I try to wash, I get torn and more  dirty cloths

 

Mot of the time  Iswitch on motor   to pump water

But sleep  without realizing that and once,

Neighbour called   fire engine to put off   fire on motor,

And   next day was spent   with no water  to drink

 

Without locking front    door  and without

Putting off  the stowe , I do go out

And by the   time I come back,.

Home is full of gas, dogs   and thieves

 

One day I put   salt in coffee  instead of sugar

Made   idlis   with thick curd you had left

Tried to make  chapathi  with maida
And Upma  with  idli rava

 

Oh please   darling , I wanted  to suggest  you

Request  your parents  to shift  next door

Or take me   every time   with you when you go

For unless you do it , both me and home  may not be there

 

But when you came back  with kids from there

And ask me  , “How was life   when I am not there”

I tell, “It was indeed   seventh heaven,

Why did you come so early”

Be Hospitable ,Even hungry man has pride

 Be  Hospitable  ,Even hungry  man has pride

 

Translated by

P.R..Ramachander

 

Instead  of asking  “Have you taken food?”

 

With  adamancy   again and again tell .

“Please  Take food”

This will be sign  of hospitability

 

If You ask a hungry man

He will only feel like

Saying “Yes  , please.”

 

Even hunger has

Respectability and pride please

Speciality of Coimbatore

Speciality  of  Coimbatore

 

Translated  from Tamil,

P.R.Ramachander

 

(Long back  I had translate  poet  Kannadasan’s write up   about Coimbatore  https://rajathathablog.blogspot.com/2016/04/do-you-know-how-coimbatore-got-his-name.html

 

 

 

The     four directions of city  ruled by 4 queens

 

East  -Goddess  SAradambal

West Goddess  Pachai nayaki

North    Goddess  Vanabadhra kali

South   Goddess Koniyamma

Dandu Mariyamma  

 

It is a family   rule here

 

Father   is in Perur

Son Subrahmanya   is on Marutha malai

His elder   brother    is in Eachanari

Their uncle  Krishna  is in Karamadai

 

Thondamuthur  for coconut

For  learning interner   Kuniyamuthur

For   cloth weaving   Somanur

For vegetables   Mettupalayam

For factories  Ganapathi

For  iron Ramnagar

For Sugarcane Sakthi sugars

For  River  Noyyal

For  Elephant Kalam palayam

For pot  Kaundampalayam

For  Saris   Chirumukhai

For garland   Flower  market

For  chariot  Avanasi appan

For car  Anai malai

For  College  Kovai puthur

For  Church   Puliya kulam

For Masjid Kottai medu

For quenching thirst   Chiruvani

 

For every one including beggar   and maid servants only respectful words are  used

For cloth   to protect honour , for words  to Insult you, Coimbatore  is the greatest

கோவையின் சிறப்பு : -

 

நான்கு திசையும் பெண்ணரசிகள் ஆட்சி செய்யும் ஊர்..🙏

 

கிழக்கே சாரதாம்பாள்

மேற்கே பச்சைநாயகி..

வடக்கே வனபத்ரகாளி

தெற்கே கோனியம்மா..

தண்டு மாரியம்மா. குடும்ப ஆட்சி இங்கே தான்.

 

அப்பனுக்கு பேரூர்..🛕

மகன் சுப்பனுக்கு மருதமலை.🦚

அண்ணனுக்கு

ஈச்சனாரி.🙏

மாமன் கண்ணனுக்கு காரமடை ..🛕

 

கோக்கனெட்டுக்கு தொண்டாமுத்தூர்.🥥

படிக்கும் இன்டர்நெட்டுக்கு குனியமுத்தூர்..🛜

தறி நெசவுக்கு சோமனூர்..👔

காய்கறிக்கு மேட்டுப்பாளையம்..🥒

தொழிற்சாலைக்கு கணபதி .🏭

இரும்புக்கு ராம்நகர்...🏭

கரும்புக்கு சக்தி சுகர்ஸ்..🏭

ஆறுக்கு நொய்யல் ...🏞️

யானைக்கு

காளம்பாளையம்..🙏

பானைக்கு கவுண்டம்பாளையம்..🙏

சேலைக்கு சிறுமுகை….🙏

மாலைக்கு

பூ மார்க்கெட்..🌸🌻

தேருக்கு அவனாசியப்பன்..🛕

காருக்கு ஆனைமலைஸ்..🚙

காலேஜுக்குக் கோவைப்புத்தூர்..🏫

சர்ச்சுக்கு புலியகுளம்..💒

மசூதிக்கு கோட்டைமேடு ..🕌

தாகம் தீர்க்க சிறுவாணி..🚰

 

என்னங்க.. வாங்க உட்காருங்க. ..காப்பித்தண்ணி குடிங்க என்று மரியாதை கொட்டிக் கிடக்கும் கிடங்கு கோவை.😍

 

மானம் காக்கும் நெசவுக்கும் மானம் கெடுத்தால் பேசும் வசவுக்கும் கோயம்புத்தூரை அடிச்சுக்க ஆளே இல்லை போங்க..😍🙏

Deaths are many in old age

Deaths are many in old age

 

By

P.R.Ramachander

 

(I got this idea by reading a tamil face book post, Thanks to him)

 

Some friend send a message  ,

Our great  friend Anonymous   is no more

His kith and  kin   have ccome  from all over

And tomorrow   he   will  be cremated in royal way

 

I thought  is it true  , had he  not died,

Twenty   years  ago  when his wife died

And in the house  of his children,

No one   asked him “Had he  eaten his lunch?”

                                            Did any one find out?

 

Is it true  , had    he not died  ,

On a day when he   was sleeping

And his daughterin law  was screaming

Why did he  not follow her then itself?

                                              Did any one find out?

 

 

Is it true  , had he  not died,

When he  gave all he had  to his son

And his son  was Telling his friend  , does trees,

Bear  money, how will I look after this burden?

                                              Did any one find out?

 

 

Is it true  , had he not died ,

On that  day  , when he  went to toilet

His children were  discussing  seriously,

Which old age home  he should  be put.

                                              Did any one find out?

 

 

Is it true ,  had he not    died  ,

On the day  , when sitting  on park  bench,

His close   friend  teased  him,

“She has gone , your life is jolly”

                                            Did any one find out?

 

 

When you go for a walk  in tne evening, on your way

Several  people  like anonymous   will be sitting,

Stop for  a minute  , with sympathy and friendliness,

Ask  him “ Hey friend how are  you?”