Touch

 

My grandmother was very old and had lost her vision. I had been her pet since I was born. After my marriage and child birth, I had not seen her for over a year and half. I came on a holiday with my fifteen-month old son and went to see her. She was happy to hear my voice and asked me if I was happy and healthy. Then when I told her that I had brought Jai to meet her, she put the little boy on her lap and touched his face, nose, ears and read his appearance. And she commented that he was a child of the clan as he had the distinctive nodule on his ears that was a characteristic feature of my paternal family. 

My granddaughters, Jai’s girls, visited me last weekend. The little one Madhura had gone to sleep when we were visiting my sister-in-law. When she woke up it was time to leave and she got on to my lap in the front seat of the car. I had one of those wet towelettes that airlines give you in my bag as I had traveled by plane recently. I gave it to her to freshen up as our next stop was another family visit. She happily took the scented tissue and took her time nicely cleaning up her face. Then she said, “Patti, feel my face. Is it nice and soft now?”

Four generations—and the ‘touch’ still plays an important part of our interaction.

Welcome to the Friday Loose Bloggers Consortium where Anu, Ashok, Conrad, DeliriousGaelikaa,  GrannymarMagpie11Paul, Maria the Silver Fox, Rummuser , Will Knott, Shackman and I write on the same topic. Please do visit the linked blogs to get  different flavors of the same topic.

Advertisements

About padmum

You could call me Dame Quixote! I tilt at windmills. I have an opinion on most matters. What I don't have, my husband Raju has in plenty. Writer and story teller, columnist and contributer of articles, blogs, poems, travelogues and essays to Chennai newspapers, national magazines and websites, I review and edit books for publishers and have specialized as a Culinary Editor and contributed content, edited and collaborated on Cookbooks. My other major interest is acting on Tamil and English stage, Indian cinema and TV. I am a wordsmith, a voracious reader, crossword buff and write about India's heritage, culture and traditions. I am interested in Vedanta nowadays.
This entry was posted in Environment, Friday Loose Bloggers Consortium, Life skills, Women and tagged , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink.

7 Responses to Touch

  1. Grannymar says:

    I am sure you are enjoying a very touching few days among family from many generations, with stories of love and laughter to touch and warm your heart.

    Like

  2. Delirious says:

    I’m sure she enjoyed your touch as much as you enjoyed touching her.

    Like

  3. Maxi says:

    Such a tender story of family connections, Padmini. So real. I can see Madhura wiping her little face, looking to you to check her out when she was done. Even the back and forth about the past made me laugh.
    Blessings ~ Maxi

    Like

  4. rummuser says:

    Patti had that wonderful way with her. She did that with Ranjan too.

    Like

  5. Barath Rajgopaul says:

    It was my eternal joy to have taught English to Patti. I remember her repeating Jam Bloody fool every time she heard the word Jam! She had her own pocky sense of humour and would point out the idiosyncrasies of her son (our father) without ever being mean.

    Like

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s