Section 3
Shedding Shyness
niRai ariyar man aLiyar ennAdu kAmam
maRai irandhu manRu padum.
Verse 1137
"Don't worry, Parvathy. Some of your relatives will help you" said her neighbour Devi.
More than six months had passed since the demise of Parvathy's husband. Parvathy was running her family with great difficulty.
One day, Murugan, a son of Parathy's cousin came to see her.
"I heard about the demise of uncle, only recently. I thought I should meet you and see how you have been coping" he said.
"Even my close relatives are not bothered to check whether we are alive or dead. But, you have taken so much interest in us and come to see us. I feel heartened" said Parvathy, touched by Murugan's concern.
After getting to know of Parvathy's plight, Murugan told her, "Don't worry about Sangheeta, auntie! She is like my sister. It is my responsibility to get her a good job. Let her work for some time. I will look for a good match and arranger to get her married within the next two or three years" Murugan assured Parvathy.
"May God bless you!" said Parvathy, overwhelmed by his willingness to help.
Parvathy told Devi about Murugan's visit and his assurance.
"It is amazing that we have such kind people in the present times!" exclaimed Devi.
Several months passed since Murugan's visit. He didn't visit Parvathy again. There was no communication from him, either.
"He spoke to me so assuringly. But, I wonder why there has been no further communication from him" Parvathy told Devi.
"Maybe, he is busy with his job. Did he give you his address or phone number? Share it with me and I will ask my husband to contact him!" said Devi.
"I don't have his address. He gave me a phone number for contacting him, in case of any emergency. I think it is the phone number of one of his friends."
"Give me that number. I will ask my husband to call that number and contact him" said Devi.
Devi's husband Velayudham dialed the number given by Parvathy. When the phone was picked up at the other end, Velayudham said, "Your friend Murugan gave us this number. Can I speak to him?"
"Has Murugan borrowed money from you?" asked Murugan's friend
"No such thing. Murugan had visited his aunt Parvathy sometime back. She told her that he would get a job for her daughter. Subsequently, he didn't contact her. I am Parvathy's neighbour. She wanted me to check with him" said Velayutham.
Murugan's friend laughed out loud and said, "Murugan promised to get a job for someone! He himself doesn't have a job and been roaming about idly. I have urged him several times to take up some job or other. But he has not even made an attempt to search for a job. His promising to get a job for someone is funny. Perhaps, he would have said so, just to show himself off as a benefactor."
"Don't we need money to lead a happy life, after our marriage? I am a merchant. When I get an opportunity to earn a considerable sum of money by selling merchandise in a foreign country, is it wise to forego the opportunity?" asked her lover Valavan.
"You have a good business running in our town. Is the amount you earn from your business here not adequate for the two of us?"
"It is adequate for the two of us, alright. But, it won't be adequate, after we beget twenty children!"
"Twenty children! My goodness. I don't want to get married at all!"
"Okay. I will settle for two! Don't worry. I am going to be away just for one year. One year will fly in no time and I will be back with you."
"For you, time will fly, since you will be on the run. But for me, sitting at home and counting the days awaiting your return, time will move only at a snail's pace."
"Some merchants will be coming here from my place and returning to my place several times during the next one year. I will send a letter to you through each and every merchant that visit this place. You can send your reply through the same person. So, you will not find time moving slow" said Valavan.
One month after Valavan had left, Urmila received a letter from him. In that letter, he had poured out his love for her and his craving to meet her soon.
The merchant, who handed over the letter to Urmila, told her, "I will be returning in ten days. Draft a reply to Valavan and keep it ready. I will pick it up from you, a day before I leave this place."
But, when he came back after ten days to collect the reply letter from Urmila, she told him, "Please tell Valavan that I am not giving him any letter."
After three months, Valavan sent her another letter through another merchant. After elaborately writing about his love for her, Valavan had written, "It appears that your anger at me, for leaving you alone and going away to a far off place on business had not subsided, when you received my first letter. That is why you didn't send me a reply, I presume. I hope that your anger would have subsided by this time and that you would send me a reply to this letter."
But Urmila didn't send him a reply the second time too.
After that, Urmila didn't get any letter from Valavan.
Valavan returned home after one year, after successfully competing his trade mission. He came to Urmila's house to see her.
Urmila's mother received Valavan from the front hall of her house.
"How is Urmila?" asked Valavan.
"You can see for yourself" replied Urmila's mother, in a dejected tone.
On entering the room, Valavan was shocked to see the appearance of Urmila lying on a cot in the room.
It was like a skeleton clad in a sari, lying on the cot.
Sensing that someone was entering the room, Urmila opened her eyes. Seeing the figure of Valavan, standing at the threshold of the room, she got up with a jerk and sat on the cot. Then, as if driven by some force, she jumped down from the cot, ran to him, hugged him and cried by pressing her face against his bosom.
"What has happened to you, Urmila? You have become so emaciated! Are you not well? You didn't reply to my letters. Are you still angry with me?" asked Valavan, upset by her appearance.
Urmila lifted her chin and looked at Valavan, "Was I angry with you? No. I was angry with myself, for being alive all these days, without gazing this face."
"If you had replied to my letters, I would have continued to send you letters. That would have made you happy, wouldn't it have?" asked Valavan.
"Definitely. But I wanted you to focus your attention on your business. Reading the lines in your first letter that were overflowing with love, I had an apprehension that the reply letters from me would only intensify your feelings for me and prevent you from concentrating on your business. That would have defeated the purpose of your visiting that place. So, I decided to suffer the pangs of separation, by refraining from writing letters to you. But, since my body did not have the strength my mind had, it became emaciated, unable to withstand the pain of separation. Now that you have come back, my body will regain its strength. I am able to feel my muscles beginning to grow stronger even now. Oh, my dress is becoming tighter!"
So saying, Urmila pulled Valavan towards her and locked him into a tight embrace.
When Kari's turn came, he entered the practitioner's room.
"I am not getting sleep in the night" said Kari.
After checking Kari's pulse, the practitioner told him, "Your body functioning appears to be normal. I will give you a medicinal powder. Dissolve a pinch of the powder in water and drink the solution, before going to bed. You will get sleep."
He took out a few scoops of a white powder from a container, put it in a paper, folded it into a packet and handed over the packet to Kari.
"Sir, if I wake up in the middle of the night, can I take another dose of this powder?" asked Kari.
"If you wake up in the night, you will be able to go to sleep again. There will be no need for you to take another dose of the powder" said the medical practitioner.
"No, sir. After waking up in the middle of the night, I won't go to bed immediately. I will attend to a work and then only go to bed again. At that time, I don't get sleep. This is what has been happening for the past few days!"
"What is the work you have to do, after getting up from sleep in the night?"
"Writing a letter to my lover."
"What?" asked the Practitioner, shocked by Kari's reply. He then said, "Whatever it is, it is your personal matter. But, why don't you do it during the daytime?"
"I can't, sir. I won't be able to write the letter during the daytime, because my family members will be wide awake. I have to write the letter in privacy. Therefore, I wake up in the night, when everybody else in my family will be deep asleep and write the letter, using the dull light I could get through the window. After writing the letter, when I try to go back to sleep, I don't get sleep. This has been my experience for the last few days."
The medical practitioner controlled his annoyance with great difficulty, driven by his curiosity to know more about the letter Kari had mentioned.
"What is the need to write a letter every day?" asked the Practitioner.
"Because, every day, after writing the letter, I burn it!"
"Why should you do so?"
"My lover works as a maid in the palace. I met her when she came to the market to buy something for the princess. I fell in love with her instantly. I conveyed my love to her and she accepted it promptly. But, she said that she didn't know when she would come out of the palace again. Therefore, I have not been able to meet her subsequently. I have been quenching my desire to meet her, by writing a letter to her. Since I have no way of sending the letter to her, who is residing in the palace, I burn the letter. I will write a letter again the next day and destroy it. That was how I lost my sleep" explained Kari.
"By talking to you so long, thinking that you were a patient, I lost my time. The valuable time of the patients waiting outside has also been lost, because of my wasting my time with you. Get out immediately!" shouted the Medical Practitioner, angrily.
He then snatched the packet of medicinal powder he had given Kari earlier, from his hand, unfolded it and transferred the contents back to the container..