Description ec.v. bhuvaneswari What abour tomorrow? Can I meet Ammu tomorrow? ampurans manhood and masculine dignity were breaking. It was painful, pitiable. Wedonthave tomorrows berween us. Said Ammu. now I made a mistake. But do I deserve such a punishment: ertain mistakes are such that they dont have to be committed a second ime to be punished. Amuturncd back. She walked like a queen who had won a moral war. She had never walked with so much of confidence She walked as if nothing had happened. The moonlight had disappeared. Tampuran walked alone in the dark tOwards his Mana. From A Grandmother’s Tale The Tree stood listening to the music of the seasons, rhythm of the rain drops. The Tree loved the people, the house. It lent one of its branches to the children O SWing For three generationsThe tree felt the joy, became one with the child the tree and the child became one with the swing. lt was a strange communion with the elements. The Tree shivered secing the men and axes. lt shed tears not tor its deathbut for the great grandchildren of the house who wouldnt swing on from whom the pleasure of swinging is to be snatched away, The lree her wept thinking that she wouldnt feel the push of the swing or the joy and the heart beat of the child. From The Tree Related
