In 1935, when mother was pregnant again, father took mother to Chulipuram) along with the 3 year old Sivasubramaniam, who was very keen to attend school and play with his new friends. He was so keen that he would wake up early and drag his grandmother.
All this changed on July 18, when I was told that I complained to my grandmother that I was having ‘stomach ache’, which of course disappeared mysteriously a few minutes later and I was playing with my brother!
Grandmother knew what was happening, and dragged me off to school the next day, but climbing up the guava tree and staying up there long enough until school started and other tricks that were employed to stay behind and play with my baby brother (who was aptly named Balasubramaniam). Apparently grandmother was shrewd enough to make a deal with me to go to school on the condition that I could come home and spend the rest of the time playing with my brother – the deal apparently worked, until my father came in Nov/Dec 1936 and took us back to Sabak Bernam.
Those were idyllic days – no school and the two brothers having a great time. We made our own toys from coconut shells, used cotton reels became wheels, old cycle wheels, became cars which we drove around the house with improvised sounds imitating the few cars that we heard!
All good things come to an end, and by 1938, father began to realise that I had to go to school got a transfer to Kuala Lumpur.
May His Soul rest at the Holy Feet of His beloved Murugan
May uncle’s soul Rest In Peace, reach Moksha and be with the Lord hence. May his soul stay blessed for eternity!
OM NAMA SIVAYA!
You will be forever missed. Rest in Peace my dear Annae.
I will miss him very much. We were close when I was young.
Chinnannai, I will miss you.
Thamby
We all pray God for his soul rest in peace. Last time when I went on holidays to Canada visited his place and had good chat with him, will always think of that.