Bread on the crunch 🍞

Bread on the crunch 🍞

An incidence of amusement which took place in my dad's life at Chidambaram, Tamilnadu during 1950s. His elder brother was doing his education at Annamalai University. As his stay at hostel was not affordable by their poor parents their father arranged a paying guest method in one of the poor woman's house along with her grandson who also studied in the same University. His brother had his humble dwelling in a shack.

Once he have been to Chidambaram to stay with his brother for about days of two. In those days my dad was very much fond of eating coconuts and bread, even today. His brother had purchased some edibles and coconuts for their consumption. Among which a bread could shine well. He then took a string tied to the bread and kept hanging from the roof. Simply my dad had to look at it and not to eat, whenever he had a crave for it.

It went on like that for sometime and finally at the time of departure he was allowed to devour it completely and remained satiated. They had a hearty laugh. Both of them reached the railway station for my dad's departure to Chinnasalem. Even after a injury in his leg ,limping he accompanied my dad to the station. Railway ticket obtained after they indulged in a tête a tête, my dad was in the platform. Scared to be in the platform without a valid platform ticket due to poverty of fund his brother exited outside. The train made its last chug to stop at the station. He got into the train and reached the destination Chinnasalem. After he went home, a lonely feeling inside the house put him in a corner and to his dismay he could not stop sobbing his heart out. It continued for sometime till his mother hurried towards him hearing his whining. In the middle of the sob he narrated the incidents which caused his sorrowful moments. Such was their affection in those early days...