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Sun and Shades

There is a saying in Malayalam, പാപി ചെല്ലുന്നിടം പാതാളം, which means 'Where the sinner is, there the hell is.' That is quite right because you create the ambient around you with your character. If you are a miserable creature, you'll create misery around you. If you are a happy person, happiness is what will happen around you. There are exceptions, of course. Saints, for example, create misery wherever they are just because they believe saintliness is all about misery for oneself and others. 

 I decided to settle down in my native village in Kerala since I have reached the autumn of my life. There's something gratifying about dying in the place you were born at. But that's not the only reason I chose Kerala for the evening of my life. The perennial greenery and the moderate temperature throughout the year and the blissful monsoon were all added fun. 

 But Kerala has changed since my arrival. Am I such a sinner? Well, I am not half as narcissistic as our Prime Minister to have such delusions of grandeur. The people of Kerala have been raping their lands, mountains and water bodies for decades and now they are paying the price for it. 

 One such price that I've been paying is the intense morning sun right on the face of my house since the house is facing east. Now that the summer vacation has begun I'm at home and couldn't escape the sun by going away to school in the morning. So I got a sunshade fixed yesterday. Here it is:


In the north of my house is a my beloved cashew tree which provides much cooler sunshade. The summer has not affected it at all. On the contrary, it keeps growing inch by inch every day covering more and more areas of my front yard. People have to bow their heads now to walk in that part of the yard. I won't cut off those boughs. Let us bow our heads to the virgin green of the yearning nature. 


I planted two mango trees right in front of my house two years ago. They have reached a height of about 4 metres. That's good growth in just over two years. When they grow further they will be the best sunshades in front of my house. 


xZx

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  1. Rakhi JayashankarApril 4, 2019 at 10:31 AM

    You have a beautiful house

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalApril 4, 2019 at 11:15 AM

      The surrounding is quite green. I'm trying to make it greener.

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  2. AmitApril 4, 2019 at 11:37 AM

    I am waiting for invitation! But then it will not be so peaceful and quiet any more :-)

    -- Amit

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