My great grandfather ( Kollu thaatha ) brought his family from K###. "They say he was a hard worker", my mother tells me while my father and I, chat during breakfast. She remembers the stories the elderly women used to tell her in the early days after she got married to my father. "I always sit with the old ones in family gatherings". "Still, you have paid so much attention that you still remember them" I remark. "I liked chatting with them more than those of my age women". She remembers those stories, often with much more details than my father. We were remembering my thaatha who passed away during the pandemic in the year 2021. He was mostly a grumpy man, has seen many hardships and struggled to accept happiness. My mother was on her way to offer food to the crows as a ritual after praying to our ancestors. " Pettu pettu, thaanni pettesi poyi ni panini soodu. Nene esikinenu " I imitate my thaath...
