Grandfather

As the car turned around and climbed the pass, I remembered that life is like this... In some places, you have to travel by twisting and turning. But if you have a goal in mind, it will not be difficult to move. This journey also has a purpose. This journey is to meet the divine who is able to remove the obstacles in the journey towards the goal of life. A trip for my cinephile friend who hums along to Sonu Nigam's melodious vocals on the player and drives towards that destination. His invitation for that journey through the country, through the hills, through the mountains and through the forest was a great relief for me, who was bored alone during the Covid period. Otherwise I used to go with him on such trips. He is one of those who think that if everything is there, only if there is something more, there will be a satisfaction in what is and what is not. From that thought he often descended into the presence of the divine. This time the target is a Lord. A divine person who lives alone in a distant village, sees the past and the future in his eyes... Lord...! Two miracles happened that day as he firmly believed that a miracle would happen during his journeys to the presence of the divine. At the time of the first departure, it rained. The second is that they did not stop our vehicle at any place where there was a police check. The second miracle happened where I saw the gaze of the police falling on the 'Rod of Asclepius' sign on the twin snakes on the front glass of the car. Some signs have that quality. It will keep the crises away. And so, after many singing distances, the journey ended at the foot of a hill in the village. Three or four vehicles, including a luxury car, were parked there. Yes, those who have come to see the Lord are not so stupid... then he too. A small coconut grove on the way down the hill. After that, there are two very old small houses next to each other. Visitors wore masks and kept their distance on the benches lined up in the veranda of one and in a large single room. A girl receives the visitors. Although the mask covered her face, my friend confirmed that the girl with a beautiful voice was beautiful. But you don't have to look at the face to judge beauty. Despite the fact that he would be able to see the Lord only after the people were seated, the friend started talking to the girl in the courtyard. Then I realized that the house is also a small system that serves snacks and drinks to visitors. The friend is leaning against the half wall of the house still talking to the girl. It must be going on because she keeps talking back. None of the visitors were seen getting to know each other or talking. The feel of an exam hall. I went down to the yard and took a walk. Those houses are in a big field where Elanji, Champaka, Arinelli and many unknown trees grow densely. A gentle breeze caressed the trees and branches. There are no other houses nearby. A little further on we see a gourd garden and a banana grove. A small cow in the yard of the other house. There is something sacred. When he comes back after a short walk, the boy has taken tea. He went to a bench with it. According to the number of visitors coming down from the other house, those assigned the next turn hurry there. I looked at my phone… full range… turned on data and went to f*******:. Didn't know the time passed...! "Who is it now?" When I heard a loud question, a man with a white beard and hair and wearing only a white shirt was standing at the door of the small house on the other side. When the friend who had been talking to the girl moved towards it with a start, Karthaiyan hid inside. It seemed that if it had been a dark time, he would have been disgusted by seeing only the white beard and torso. Hearing the footsteps, the girl came to the next bench. She removed the mask and smiled because I was the only one left. Two scars from the tightening of the mask could be seen on her face. "What, the one who doesn't talk to anyone…?" She asked me with a friendly smile. I felt like saying, "No, kid... If I look into your eyes and talk to you, I will tell you so many details..." But he answered with a smile and asked for his details. About Lord... about those surroundings... and about her... Kartaiyayan is a descendant of Kunjukarta, who was a great magician and a wise man. Brothers and relatives live nearby. The unmarried Karthavapupan lives alone in that small house, taking care of the surroundings and suggesting solutions to the problems of those who visit him. All that territory was his own, which was acquired by his ancestors during the reign of the king. She was very good at telling me things. When asked about her, she thought about something and said, "She was working in an office in the town... She stopped when the lockdown started... To tell you the truth, she said, "If you call and go, you will be fine..." She paused and laughed. It was clear to me. She continued, "My mother used to stay here... tea or water should be given to those who come... and I used to take the calls of those who came to see him from earlier... the phone is kept in our house..." "Oh... so you are doing the PR work for Lord Ayaan... right?..." She nodded her head in the sense of yes after hearing my question. Again she told the details. All things begin or end with the Lord, whom she addresses as Lord Pope. As far as she was concerned, he helped with her education. Not just her, but many like her. In her words, the short man named Lord Puppan, who was seen as a lightning before, is becoming a charity worker or a good guide. While hearing and understanding everything, a six or seven-year-old boy came to the coconut grove with a slightly older woman, called "Mama" and hung onto her hand... “Nandu…” she introduced her son to me…and mother…he smiled at me and went inside the house…the woman walked in and started cleaning the whole place. "Mine is a life that has miscalculated the Lord..." she said as if starting to tell a new story. In a word or two, she stopped short of a marriage that had all the matches ended by the untimely death of her husband. She smiled and said, "The Lord has said that the next person will be with me and Monte forever..." I couldn't tell if there was a moment of hope or sadness in her smile. Her mother came back after locking the door of the house with some utensils. They looked at me and walked out, shaking their heads as if to say goodbye. The child took their hand and moved. "But I'm going too... no one is coming anymore..." After saying goodbye, she turned around and looked at me... then with a bright smile she said, "My friend told me to give me a job when I come back... please tell me not to tell such false jokes to anyone..." She turned and walked away. In a moment the place seemed to be empty... I walked into the yard of the other house. A shrine with turmeric and saffron hung on the stone floor. A rock with a tall man standing behind it. Some liquid is pouring out from the rock. When he got closer, he heard a conversation behind him. Looking back, Lord Popupan is coming closer with his friend. He looked at me and said, "Don't go there... You don't go there with shoes on..." I went to them feeling guilty and asking for forgiveness. Friend's face is not bright enough. The lord asked me for details... while answering the questions, I said again with an apology that 'I crossed the shrine and went there after seeing that the rock had been thrown'. "Kanmadam...didn't you realize how much hard rock is being melted inside...?" He asked… "Right..." I nodded... Pointing to his friend, he said, “My friend is not happy… I have given some advice. Then he looked at my face and said "I can see happiness in this face..." "Even a smile we see wherever we go without expecting anything will make us happy... Similarly, some hopes of those who are sadder than us will surprise us... and make us happy..." I said. He looked at me for a moment… then raised both his hands above his head and said “There will be goodness forever… this happiness will never fade away…” For a moment I felt the wind swirling down the hill hold me back.