Friday, July 30, 2010

Life is a bed of roses!


Well, I know life isn't exactly a bed of roses, but once you meet Ammukutty Amooma, you are inclined to believe that it really is. Ammukutty, whom I affectionately call "amooma" (meaning grandmother in my mother tongue), is a flower vendor who comes to our house in Coimbatore every evening. Petite in frame, graceful in nature, always smiling, she reminds me of a benign fairy (similar to the ones I used to read in Enid Blyton's books as a kid.)

Announcing her arrival at the household with a chirpy "Molukutty!!!" (That's what she calls my aunt), I am amazed at her simplicity and humility. Greeting everyone at home with a smile, she quizzes each one of us about our well being. At the same time, she thrusts strings of jasmine flowers into my hands. The first string, she says is for "Swami". In our culture, it's considered auspicious to offer flowers to the gods at twilight. At this time of the day, the air is filled with the fragrance of jasmine flowers mixed with the sweet scent of the incense sticks offered at the altar. The next string, she instructs, is for all the women in the house. The third string is for the next morning.

As she makes her way slowly to the other houses, I cannot help but ponder over the joy with which she does her work. I believe she truly is a "karma yogi". According to the Gita, a karma yogi is one "who performs action by body, mind, intellect and the senses without a trace of ego". A perfect inspiration for all of us! With her attitude, life is really a bed of roses!

2 comments:

  1. Ammu kutty Amooma is motherly love personified. There are very few such people who are innocent in every cell. Humility is what makes them so down to earth yet so high in spirit. Loads to learn from such people.

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  2. Ammu Kutty amooma brings a smile in your face the moment you see her. The joy she radiates unto everyone is unexplainable. There are a very few souls of such nature that are still present in the body on mother earth.

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Friday, July 30, 2010

Life is a bed of roses!


Well, I know life isn't exactly a bed of roses, but once you meet Ammukutty Amooma, you are inclined to believe that it really is. Ammukutty, whom I affectionately call "amooma" (meaning grandmother in my mother tongue), is a flower vendor who comes to our house in Coimbatore every evening. Petite in frame, graceful in nature, always smiling, she reminds me of a benign fairy (similar to the ones I used to read in Enid Blyton's books as a kid.)

Announcing her arrival at the household with a chirpy "Molukutty!!!" (That's what she calls my aunt), I am amazed at her simplicity and humility. Greeting everyone at home with a smile, she quizzes each one of us about our well being. At the same time, she thrusts strings of jasmine flowers into my hands. The first string, she says is for "Swami". In our culture, it's considered auspicious to offer flowers to the gods at twilight. At this time of the day, the air is filled with the fragrance of jasmine flowers mixed with the sweet scent of the incense sticks offered at the altar. The next string, she instructs, is for all the women in the house. The third string is for the next morning.

As she makes her way slowly to the other houses, I cannot help but ponder over the joy with which she does her work. I believe she truly is a "karma yogi". According to the Gita, a karma yogi is one "who performs action by body, mind, intellect and the senses without a trace of ego". A perfect inspiration for all of us! With her attitude, life is really a bed of roses!

2 comments:

  1. Ammu kutty Amooma is motherly love personified. There are very few such people who are innocent in every cell. Humility is what makes them so down to earth yet so high in spirit. Loads to learn from such people.

    ReplyDelete
  2. Ammu Kutty amooma brings a smile in your face the moment you see her. The joy she radiates unto everyone is unexplainable. There are a very few souls of such nature that are still present in the body on mother earth.

    ReplyDelete