Weddings are always special. But when it is your cousin's wedding it is even more.
Maya is a sweet independent girl, who radiates happiness and energy everwhere she goes. It is her cousin sisters wedding and she is nothing less than ecstatic about...
The car rocked while entering the gravel pathway to the heaven on earth. My favourite place. My Tharavadu
The old tiled palace like house stood in all its glory. This house was passed down in my mother's family for generations. It might have been a palace in its time but now it was just a house with lots of rooms with beautiful architecture.
It might look old from the outside from inside it was all remodivated by one of my cousin Varun. He was the architect of the family.
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It might look a little creepy but the interior is amazing.It was the coolest place. Like literally cool. It wouldnt feel hot in the hottest of days. There was an big square shaped opening in the middle of the house.
A literal square shape around which the house is constructed. It is called nadumuttam (courtyard in the middle of house). It is due to this the house has a lot of air supply and remains cool.
During rain the courtyard fills up with water and kind of makes a swimming pool in the middle of a house. Me and tara used to love that and used to play in tbe water for a long time until my grandma used to beat the shit out of us.
Also during festivals when all of the cousins come by we used to take bath in the pond behind the house at night. Me and tara used this opportunity and used to climb up the roof and stare at the moon and the stars.
This family were filled with scholars. Doctors, engineers, architects, teachers, fashion designers and.... an llb drop out.
I always had a complex about that. But they never made me feel like it. I dont know if they think it but they sure doesnt show it.
No one stays here anymore. It is more of a vacation home now. My grandma stays with Tara's family in the outhouse. Which was like 10 feet across the Tharavadu. That big of a house for 5 people got a little too much for Tara's mom geetha aunty to handle.
As the car pulled into the drive way i saw the gray haired women with wrinkles up and down her body standing there with the brightest smile on her face. I jumped out and ran towards her and enveloped her in a bear hug and heard the shrieking laughter from her. It was music to my ears.
"Ohhh my maya.. let me look at you " she pulled me from her arms and made my stamd in an arms length.
"My my.. what did you do to your hair? Did you cut it? What is this red on your hair? Paint?"
She started picking on every single thing about me. How i got thinner, How much darker i got, even pointed out the number of freckles on my face.
I shoukd be irritated by this but all i could do is grin like an idiot while tears pricked the back of my eyes. I hugged her again and kissed on her cheek.
"God!!!! I missed you amumma" i put my arm around her and saw my nieces running towards me.
Aditi and adha Varun's 5 year old twin daughters ran upto me. They were actual faeries. Brown curly hair tied up in small ponytails, light brown eyes like their mother and dimpled cheeks like their father. They were wearing identical purple flared frocks.
