MGR Movie & My uncle - Deepavali Memoir 2

He is tall, thin, fair and very handsome. My mum often refer him as the eldest son of our family, elder to my brother. Arasappan, my uncle - younger brother to my mum. After his school he was made to come to tirupur and start taking training in Sarvodya and slowly got into the job of sarvodaya - typically thats how one get job in there. You join as a trainee and become an employee.

My uncle works in a place which is around 30 kms from tirpur, a place called madhapoor - near palladam. During his initial times of training he is been living in my house - for around 3 yrs and then shifted to madhapoor. Usually weekends he come home and back to work on monday morningns.

Having an uncle who will get you whatever you want and support on every your action is something you will love and feel the comfort only after you loose one.

This happened when I was doing my 3rd std(3 or 4 years before the incidence in mem-1). My uncle came home on the deepvali morning. after a feast that my mum prepared (which is usally the case on a deepvali) my uncle took me along for a walk and was asking about the crackers and stuffs. Being me, i started complaining that the cracker was not sufficient need more. It was almost 1:00 PM and most of the shops are closed. He promised me to buy some tommorow, but only if I go with him in the evening. I asked - where?. Movie - there is this MGR movie running in the near by theater - "enga veetu pillai". It was not a new release - but for crazy fans like my uncle this movie has been screened on this day - latter I realised.

He is a die-hard fan of MGR and my mum used to tell stories of my uncle having blow-ups of MGR in his school books and room.He was literally exited on seeing MGR on screen especially for "Naan anaiittal.." song. Anytime I see this song it reminds me that deepavali and my uncle.

Next day he took me to the near by shop and got me as much of crackers I needed. He was telling the surprised-shop-keeper that somehow they missed getting 2 days before hence doing it. This shop keeper knows our family and was asking about his work and all.

I think that was the last time I saw him. Things changed a lot within 10 months after this. He got married with the disapproval of my mum, moved to Madappor with his newly wed wife. And one friday night (and still I remember that friday when my mum was, for some reason really upset and restless, very visibly) two elderly guys came and conveyed the news. Hel broke loose, my mum along with the neighbours rushed to madhappor immediately. Two days latter my uncle's body was cremated in the same town.

I dont know for some reason I didn't cry on the day..still don't know why.