this morning i was chatting with somebody and happened to see d idols of my guruvayoor kannan. this kannan was looking much more beautiful and better than mine.
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i have also two kannans. one was worshipped in oman with me since 1973. on my
return for good in 1993 i brought him back and i worship him at my trichur
home. the beauty is coming low, but i assume the friendliness is much more
increased. i used
to share with him my happiness and sorrow like a friend. i have written lot of
stories of him which was unexpectadly came to my story. i shall send u later
the link of the blog.. once i told him about his special touch. i dont know how
to express my ideas, vision and thoughts about my kannan.
once
a lady between 35 and 40 years who was my neighbor for some time requested me
to get her one kannan. i said yes, but had to play a drama in front of my wife
while we were together inside a foto kiosk in guruvayoor. she asked me till we
went to sleep that day, to whom you bought that kannan. but i could not reveal
d truth..... that kannan was wrapped in a news paper and gave to me by d shop
keeper. kannan was lying at my home for weeks and weeks. one day my wife wanted
to get rid of this beautiful piece. that day i took it to my office and kept
der for another few weeks.... after a month or two my chirstian partner told
me. "prakashettan - you either unwrrap krishnan and keep it in d office or
take to home back..." that particular day i took my kannan and delivered
to d lady to whom i had promised. she was so happy and her yes were wet looking
at me and the wrapper. thank god, my dear kannan i could present that beautiful
piece of wrapper where my kannan was wrapped weeks and weeks.
this story is not ending, it will be continued after editing.. the above mentioned words are like talking to some one. more fotos to be included, also my prayer room kannans.
and few words about guruvayoor temple where my kannan living.
ഞാന്‍ ഇന്ന് അഥവാ എന്റെ ഗ്രാമത്തിലേക്ക് പോയിരുന്നെങ്കില്‍ എന്റെ തറവാട്ടില്‍ കയറി കിട്ടന്റെ മകന്‍ കിട്ടുണ്ണിയെ കാണാനും, എന്നെ ഗള്‍ഫിലേക്ക് കൊണ്ടുപോയ ശ്രീമാന്‍ സൈനുദ്ദീനെ കാണാനുമൊക്കെയുള്ള പരിപാടി ഉണ്ടായിരുന്നു. പണ്ടൊക്കെ കിട്ടുണ്ണിയുടെ അച്ചമ്മ എന്നെ പൂരത്തിനും വേലക്കുമൊക്കെ ക്ഷണിക്കാറുണ്ടായിരുന്നു. ഇപ്പോള്‍ ഒന്നിനും വിളിക്കാറില്ല.
അടുത്ത കൊല്ലം ഞാന്‍ കൂടുതല്‍ ആരോഗ്യത്തോടെ ഈ ഭൂമിയിലുണ്ടാവുമെങ്കില്‍ എല്ലാ പൂരങ്ങളും വേലയും കാണും. ഞാന്‍ എന്റെ ഗ്രാമത്തില്‍ പോയിട്ട് വര്‍ഷം 2 കഴിഞ്ഞെന്ന് തോന്നുന്നു. അനാരോഗ്യമാണ്‍ പ്രധാന കാരണം.. പിന്നെ അല്ലറ ചില്ലറ് സൌന്ദര്യപ്രശ്നങ്ങളുണ്ടെങ്കിലും ഞാന്‍ അതൊക്കെ മറന്ന മട്ടാണ്‍.
