Thursday, February 22, 2007

My father's marriage and me

My father was supposed to marry a princess--the daughter of the Raja of Ettayapuram. When he paid the palace a visit with his family, they found her very short. Then a family friend took them to meet my mother. Her family weren’t “Poligars” or even Padma Velama, but the girl (my mom! my mom!) was tall, lovely, and college-educated. Amma offered my dad some coffee and he promptly fell for her. He also got too fond of retelling this story with the punchline, “Who needs a princess when you have a queen?” Reasons why I’m glad dad didn’t marry the Ettayapuram girl.
  • I might have turned out short.
  • I love my mom etc.
  • The Ettayapurams got their titles for betraying Kattaboman and kissing British ass.
  • Although a few generations later they did become Subramania Bharati’s official patron, so perhaps they kind of redeemed themselves.
  • Let’s just stick with i might have turned out short.
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4 comments:

Ganesh said...

um...technically...you wouldn't even be you, but what a lovely story!

i like the white, but when i tried it out on my own blog, everyone hated it (see the comments).

maya said...

Ganesh,

Welcome back!

You're right of course--i was just being flippant.

Although perhaps this is one place where i have no right to be. My parents were so different--they knew all the cool Dr. Spock-y, self-esteem-y things to do while all around us too many kids claimed to have boring or abused lives.

I saw the comments on your blog, although i didn't catch the white-look itself, but i kinda like how uncomplicated it looks!

Anonymous said...

What're you sayin' about short people? Huh? Huh?

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