Summer Diaries

Chapter 3

“You and I can turn and look
at the silent river and wait. We know
the current is there, hidden; and there
are comings and goings from miles away
that hold the stillness exactly before us.
What the river says, that is what I say.”

Holding hands of our mother’s we stood there engulfing the beauty of the giant river. Somewhere it flowed with force and somewhere it lay with all its serenity, burbling its story in our ears. Coming close-by we saw beautiful fishes, small and big of different color’s dancing to the melody of river music. Slowing loosening ourselves from the grips we ran towards the magnificent rivulet without paying heed to the elderly voices 🙂

River Kosi
River Kosi

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Dipping ourselves in the tranquility of the goddess river, we screamed with happiness. Most of us didn’t knew how to swim then so we use to sit on shoulders of our elder cousins who use to give us watery walk 🙂 Sometimes we use to bring junk car tubes and used it as swimming tube. But our swimming tube worked differently 😉 Here we made one to sit on it while others pushed it like a pram 😉 it was so much fun 😀 seeing our cheerful faces our mother’s use to join us in this game 🙂

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My mother who was quite a good swimmer use to show her mermaid skills. She taught us the beautiful “Red Mermaid” game .The game was one has to throw a red stone in water yelling “who has the red mermaid” simultaneously other’s had to dip inside the water to get that red stone 🙂 The one who got it was declared as winner and threw it in water for the next game. It was fun game 😉 where everyone tried to show their breath holding and swimming skills 🙂

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We use to comeback only after sunset babbling about that day’s game. Our mother’s prepared dinner while we recited tales of our courage to my uncle. He is my mother’s youngest brother who lived with my grandmother in their ancestral home. He pampered us so much that we never felt that we didn’t have our grandfather who had passed away when my mom was 18. He is an entertainer, to this date he never forgets any of ours birthday, he is the one after my parents who congratulate me on every achievement of mine. He truly holds a very special place in my heart.

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Dinner mostly included jack fruit vegetable with curd and chapattis. Oh I forgot to tell you …. We had big jackfruit trees too.

JackFruit tree
JackFruit tree

And my grandmother use to make awesome jackfruit “subzi” which we call Kathal in Hindi.

kathalI still love it and make it quite often during summers 🙂  . So after having our meals we were separated by our mothers and were taken to bed.

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I had the habit of listening stories from my mother till I learned to read own my own. As the night grew darker the river roared as if attacked by demonic possession. Hearing its loud growl, I clutched my mother’s hand and asked her the reason of this sudden change. She unfolded the mystery behind the river’s changed attitude.

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Kosi was amongst the seven daughters of Mountain Himalaya. Once Himalaya did a Yajna for prosperity of his kingdom and invited all his daughters but Kosi ignored the invite and got indulged in her newly married alliance. So all the daughters reached on the decided date but Kosi was nowhere to be found. She was the youngest child and thus was her father’s favorite one too. So Himalaya thought that maybe she didn’t get the message and once again invited her but this time she came but reached after Yajna got over. Seeing such discourtesy by his daughter Himalaya grew angry and gave curse to Kosi that “She will always start from Himalaya but no one will ever know where she ends and she will cry every night for the pain she has given to her father and no one will ever be able to cure her pain”. The moral of the story was anyone who hurts their parents does not live a peaceful life. And this got inculcated in my concise forever. For the story I don’t know how much truth lies in it but I got the message my mother wanted to give me.

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To be continued …..

Please read the other chapters if you have missed them from below :

Chapter 1

 Chapter-2

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64 thoughts on “Summer Diaries

  1. Another fabulous one! It’s been decades I haven’t had kathal. Leaving in Bangalore where we get the ripe ones I don’t like them at all. I want those little raw one that can be used to make kathal do pyaza 🙂

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    1. Thank you dear ❤ Yeah in Pune too people eat ripe jack-fruits 🙂 I too tried it once but never liked it 😦 So we do get the raw one too…We often make both dry and curry subzi of it 🙂

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  2. NJ the way you write this chapter it’s like you are releasing your inner child right now. The mermaid game you played with your cousins and your mom is adorable and so memorable. The picture of the River Kosi is amazing it looks more like a waterfall. So beautiful. ❤ One of my favorite things is listening to the water outdoors while going to sleep, it's so relaxing but I noticed you became scared when you heard it change course at night, good thing your mom was with you to hold your hand and reassure you. 🙂 ❤

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    1. Jenny ..that’s what I would love to you 🙂 ..You know sometimes …some instances remain imbibed in your memory as if you have not grown out of it 🙂 These are those instances of my childhood that remain intact in my soul 🙂 And yes well said listening to water is beautiful feeling ..it calms you down 🙂 You know when I am very upset ..A walk in lapse of mother nature cures it 🙂
      Indeed I am lucky to have mother like my mom 🙂 She is the best gift of my life ❤

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      1. You are so right NJ, some childhood memories feel like they just happened yesterday and the images are still so crystal clear. We are the same when it comes to water 🙂 I walk 3 times a week by the river nearby and it calms me down the same way it helps you too. ❤ And yes, Moms are awesome 🙂

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  3. Kathal is subji is my favourite… 🙂 We always used to make a dry subji with kathal..but then when we relocated to south India I saw people having kathal as a fruit and we were so shocked.
    I never knew the story behind kosi river…thanks for sharing it. 🙂

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    1. 🙂 I am currently living in pune and even marathi’s also eat ripe jack fruits 🙂 I tasted it but didn’t liked it 🙂
      Many people don’t know the story 😉 my cousins who have been born and brought up there too didn’t knew this story 🙂

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  4. Nice Dii.. so from u I also get to know the story of river kisi.. waiting for next chapter..

    I think soon I will read about the Girija devi temple & world famous Corbett National park.

    ab to kathal ki sabji khane ka mn krne lag gya …

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    1. Oh u never knew this story 😉 glad that I brought some light in your life 🙂 shhhh…don’t reveal my cards so soon 🙂 kathal season is over 😉 you need to wait till next season for this subzi 😉 and thnx bro for reading this 🙂

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      1. Younger ones 😉 you mean unriped ones :p yes we make two types of subzi …. One with curry and other is dry one 🙂 though in maternal home they had dry one only but my mother in law makes awesome curry 🙂

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  5. Neerja… I need the next chapter soon.. 🙂 I can’t wait.. That much wonderful your memoir is.. I hate seeing this to be continued.. :p.. As Sri said.. You must publish this a book so that people like me can read it over and over again always… Every piece of your memory is superb.. 🙂
    And I loved that lovely River story and the moral.. ❤
    You are tremendous dear.. 🙂
    Keep on writing.. 🙂 ❤

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    1. I will come up with it soon 😀 not your soon 😉 my soon 😛 Between thank you so much dear ❤ ..I am lucky to have you ,sri and deepika as my support system on WP ….And as I have said if I will be able to put 10 chapters in this memoir then surely I will turn this into a book 🙂
      Every river has a beautiful history 🙂

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      1. You deserve the support and you deserve the appreciation dear.. ❤
        Feeling blessed on meeting people like you.. 🙂
        Eagerly waiting for the book.. 🙂 ❤
        All my love.. always!!! Stay blessed dear.. 🙂

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    1. 🙂 Actually its not exactly Nanital its in district Nanital the exact place is Jim Corbett National Park 🙂 (60KM from Nanital) That’s why I said jungle on side and houses on the other 🙂

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  6. Neeraja, this is awesome! Beautiful, beautiful memories! I love bathing in the river too with brother and cousins, we have so much fun too! I love that Red Mermaid game you narrated and my mouth is now watering at the sight of Kathal 😍 You have an awesome grip over your pen. You’re going to make a best-selling author one day, Neeraja, I just know 🙂 Vijay Bhav! Keep going!

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    1. Thank you so much dear 🙂 I am out of words now 🙂 The way you feel proud of my writings makes me so confident 🙂 Its because of you guys that always try to make my writings more and more beautiful 🙂 May you have lots and lots of chocolates 😉 for saying such good words for me 🙂 If that day comes I promise you will always be there in acknowledgment list 😀 ❤ Bear hug ❤

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      1. Bear huggie right back! ❤ ❤ Like I said, you'll make an awesome writer one day 🙂 ❤ My best wishes and support will always be with you in every step you take, twin. Love you! ❤ ❤

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    1. Yeah they are quite big in our country side this is reqular size 😉 one jackfruit is of 10 kg approx :p but in other parts they do have smaller ones too 🙂 and mermaid game was total fun 😀

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  7. Dear Neerja,

    It’s a beautiful story. The one with Kosi getting curse I have heard before. As I said the first time you had a wonderful childhood with a lot of space and greenery around and it gives you fond memories.

    Best Wishes,

    Anand

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    1. Hi anand thnx aton buddy 🙂 glad that you have heard that story 😉 childhood in itself is a mystery age where you had perspective on everything but still no one pay heed to it 🙂 writing memoir help you to give voice to child inside you 🙂

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  8. Neerja, give me your hand buddy…let me kiss it….! What a beautiful story teller you are! I am mesmerised to say the least…If you can make a book of this! And your photos add that extra charm. I am with you in this journey and may this be a never-ending one! My tightest hug for you buddy!

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    1. Thank you so much sri 🙂 comments from you mean a lot to me 🙂 writing these memoirs help me to recover the lost memories of my childhood 🙂 I had to search every corner of my brain to bring the tiny tales of my childhood 🙂 if I will be able to add 10 chapters in this memoir I will surely make a book out of it 🙂 love you and bear hug for boosting me up ❤ :-*

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