Mane Ajji( I call her Aayi, Buna Aayi) is/was close to me.The plot between her and my mom,dad is a different story.Let me try to re collect what my life was with her for the 13 years.
Born as Bhuvaneshwari Gopalkrishna Shastri on 30th April,1948 in Kumta Unchagi,1 km from our home in Talgod Kumta.
Her dad had a tea shop and young Bhuna used to go there.She might have been a talkative,as she is post her 60s.My granddad used to stop there for tea as he used to take grass on Bullock cart from Talgod Home to 'Aa mane'.They had 11 years of age gap and she had a protruded teeth though,but still beautiful with 4 feet height and silky hair and a Bajari attitude.So love happened and she was married to Ganesh Hegde and she became 'Bu Ga He Ta'.Wondering, what is it? it's her signature which means Bhuvaneshwari Ganesh Hegde Talgod.
She was married into this family where her Brother in Law was her junior, a rich Father in Law and a dark skin toned husband.I am not being racist while writing this down but she would always say 'My first two kids got their dad's Kari (black) colour and my youngest one got mine'.Both of her sisters were married to some civil engineers and she was alone married here.Ahh,I remember,she used to abuse the guy who got the proposal of my Grand dad.
She single handedly maintained everything.She had an abusive husband who would beat her up.But I have heard stories that this lady would provoke with him with her words.But that is not done right? it's your mistake if you get triggered and out of helplessness you hit a woman? Lol.
I take my Aayi's side.She made me used to drinking coffee.Now also she prepares coffee for me whatever time it might be.She is the one who got me used to serials.The core feminist in me went on her.My skin and hair are from her.She was a modern woman.Never discriminated between a man and woman.She had an objection towards me going to school in Kumta.But yeah,she was the Tom and I was the Jerry.
we had to shift to the town back in 2013 as my dad and her had problems.But she is still sweet to me even though my dad doesn't talk to her.Home still feels with her.She has suffered a lot with many privilages though.She witnessed her husband's affair and was even physically abusive to both husband and his affair🥲🤣.
She would create a hungama when monkeys would visit our farm.Whole Village would get to know.She would literally compete with my Sannajja(Grandpa's younger brother) to pick the wild mangoes at midnight.We had two telephones at home,one in the hall and one in dad's home office.
My mom used to overhear my aayi's conversation and vice versa 😂.
Also My Aayi used to make Mango papad and I would drool for that, always.
She used to love plants, she used to read news paper by sitting in our stoned courtyard,she used to sing so many songs in a bad voice,she used to watch too many serials and she was the sharpest one.
Now I visit her once or twice in the year and still check on her every month .Now at 26,I don't remember anything from 2013-26 even when majority of the worst and best things happened.I remember my childhood,My Aayi, my Talgod home, Saraswati Vidya Kendra and H P Navya.
To Aayi,
By Navya Hegde
21/01/26
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