3.Chicken and prasadam , the Sacred food from temple

 


In our house, our mum  used  to have  a few  chicken grown  mainly for eggs for the children. She was  very fond of feeding the chicken. In her  leisure time,  she used  to caress  them and  give them  food remains from the  kitchen. The  cock, hen and small  chicken  used  to get into our verandas and sometimes defecate on the veranda. On many days, we  woke  up hearing her caressing lovable words  to these  tiny birds in the  morning. Our  dad  on the  other hand never liked these  creatures but had  to  tolerate  with a grin.  One day  as we  woke  up, we  heard our dad shouting  at the  top of his voice and  was  unusually  angry. As our dad  was  a mild person who rarely get  provoked  or shout at  others,  we were  really taken  aback as  we stepped out of the  veranda. Then our dad cautioned us;

“Don’t step  on the  prasadam (sacred food from the  temple) that  you  see on the veranda. Will  anyone step on the prasadam ?”.

When  we realized  that what  he meant was the bird shit  on the  veranda, we all started laughing. Soon, our dad and mum  joined us in the laughter.

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