PS: My 3rd story in this “Appa Sonna Kathaigal” series!!! Click on the “Appa Sonna Kathaigal” link in the Category list to read other stories! 🙂
It was just another night when I was all geared up for a bed time story.
“Tell me a story, Daddy” I said.
“What story you want me to tell?” asked my dad.
“Kolukkatttai story, Kolukkatttai story” I jumped.
“Okay, I’ll tell you a new story today on Kolukkattai” saying so, he started the story in his own narrative style.
As in every other bed time story, there lived a family in a remote village where the family had just 10 children with their mother and father. It was a great ordeal for the mother to manage all her ten children. Every other day, she had to be the referee for some or the other quarrels that these children got into.
It was just another day for them, one fine afternoon when the youngest of the son peeped into the kitchen, where his mom was cooking evening snacks, sitting on the ground in the mud stove, hugged from behind.
“What are you doing here sweetheart?” asked the mother.
“I want Kolukkattai mummy” said the kid.
“Awww , my munna wants a Kolukkattai…mommy will make for you” she replied.
He happily left the place.
That night everyone in the family assembled to have the Kolukkattai.
All of them hogged on it, as it was so spicy and delicious. Continue reading