Story of a lost journalist

February 14, 2013

An umbrella love story

Filed under: love — Cris @ 13:54

This story is from nearly a century ago. At a little place called Vakkom somewhere in south Kerala. One rainy afternoon, a little past 3, a man in his early twenties –a teacher –came out of the local school. He took one look at the rain and opened his big grandfather umbrella. Walking home, he saw a young girl standing drenched in the rain. Those were days when a 7th grade graduation qualified you to be a teacher. She was one such seventh grader, newly joined the school as a teacher. A girl barely in her early teens. The man had noticed her before. She was a disciplined little girl. Now, he took pity on her and invited her to his umbrella. She walked in gratefully. No words were exchanged, no meaningful glances passed.

But unknown to the two, there were prying eyes, blinking through the rain, watching. Stories were made in seconds. And in a small town, they travelled fast, these stories. It threatened to be what was called a β€˜cheetha peru’ (bad reputation) for the girl. The man wouldn’t let this be. He presented the matter at home. He was going to marry her. It was not love but principle that drove him to it. But yes, he had liked the young girl. Those were also days when young men and women were not expected to choose their partners. Hell broke lose. But they got married, and had one of those fairytale love stories. Much subtler of course. The story of my great-grandfather and great-grandmother πŸ™‚

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17 Comments »

  1. Very uplifting! Thank you for sharing this! Came here via Harish Varma’s share of this story!

    Comment by Usha Pisharody — February 14, 2013 @ 14:28 | Reply

    • Wow it’s great to see you here :-). I have visited your blog before, and got a link to Shilpa Krishnan’s blog. I then wrote a story about Shilpa for my paper. Thank you so much πŸ™‚

      Comment by Cris — February 14, 2013 @ 14:30 | Reply

  2. Liked πŸ™‚

    Comment by Krishna — February 14, 2013 @ 15:11 | Reply

    • Thank you Krishna πŸ™‚

      Comment by Cris — February 14, 2013 @ 15:22 | Reply

  3. Thats quite a tall order to emulate.. Such large expectations on ur small shoulders ,aah ? πŸ˜›
    Good read ..:)

    Comment by gaavann — February 14, 2013 @ 15:46 | Reply

    • Exactly gaavann! Hope I live up to it.

      Comment by Cris — February 14, 2013 @ 15:51 | Reply

  4. I always keep losing my umbrellas. Now I’ve stopped carrying them – it helps that I’m in chennai where there aren’t much rains.
    Reading this, I rue the missed opportunity.

    Comment by Rahul — February 15, 2013 @ 11:27 | Reply

    • Rahul, don’t think it would do a lot of good today. Who walks these days?

      Comment by Cris — February 15, 2013 @ 11:39 | Reply

  5. wow!!!! wow! that was the most beautiful love story I have read, and put in the most beautiful of ways. The ending was out of the blue and amazing. Write more. write more…

    Comment by Hari Nair — February 15, 2013 @ 12:32 | Reply

    • Thank you Hari :-). See now no one can blame me for my umbrella stories, it’s hereditary

      Comment by Cris — February 15, 2013 @ 12:54 | Reply

  6. Ooooh and I just checked out the video. It is one of my all time favorite Hindi songs. Appeals to the crazy romantic in you, both musically and visually

    Comment by Hari S Nair — February 15, 2013 @ 12:36 | Reply

  7. beautiful πŸ™‚

    Comment by iamworthatry — February 17, 2013 @ 08:32 | Reply

    • Thank you Aswin πŸ™‚

      Comment by Cris — February 25, 2013 @ 17:40 | Reply

  8. cute! πŸ™‚
    I sometimes wonder how nice it would have been to live at a time when people lived honorably by their principles. It’s a world driven by feelings now, and that is one confusing word for me!

    Comment by ushadhanraj — February 25, 2013 @ 16:52 | Reply

    • hehe usha it is a nice word to know πŸ˜€

      Comment by Cris — February 25, 2013 @ 17:42 | Reply

  9. A quaint story πŸ™‚

    http://virajpetboy.wordpress.com/
    Check it out sometime. Thought I’d write something myself after all that reading.

    Comment by Vivek — February 27, 2013 @ 16:48 | Reply

  10. Nice

    Comment by sparkymat — February 27, 2013 @ 17:12 | Reply


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