Went to a wedding today and left with a heavy heart / manasu baarama irukku
Na inniki oru Kalyaana veetukku poney. Anga edhuvumey olunga organize pannala like food, service, seating, edhuvumey proper-ah illa. There was nobody taking responsibility or leading things properly.
Point-ku varey... Naa Saaptu mudicha appo, oru physically challenged person enkitta vandhu, "Anney, enakku indha saapaada oru cover-la pack panni thareyngala ?" nu kaettaaru. Naanum seri nu solli pack panni kuduthey.
Adha paathutu innoruthar vandhu adhey maari kaettaaru, aduthu oru chinna group-ey vandhu pack panni kaekka start pannitaanga. Naanum ellarukum pack panni kuduthey.
The thing is, anga irundha pala pera paaka romba paavama irundhuchu. That disabled man called me "Anney" he was literally my father's age. Avanga apdi respect kuduthu kaeka vendiya nilaimaila irukkaangaley nu nenaikum podhey manasu Kashtama aaiduchu. Poverty, helplessness, and the everyday struggles of different people...
idhellaam orey edathula aduthaduthu paatha appo manasey oru maari baarama aaiduchu.
Just felt like sharing this here...