On occasion, they wandered into the town in tens or fifteens to bargain things in return for what they required. They were not an agrarian local area. They ate roots, shoots and organic products. Millets were the main grains they acknowledged from the fields. The young lady was from that local area. Some juvenile annoyance had made her leave her asylum and arrive at the edge of the backwoods. Still up in the air to remain there until her kin came searching for her. From the beginning, the four men took a gander at her with compassion. Yet, it occurred to them that the young lady was isolated, and they were before long overwhelmed with the desire of youth. Despite the fact that she was a young lady made solid by life in the woods, she was unable to battle the hard work-produced strength of the four young fellows. She could sit idle. In addition to the fact that they ravished her, they likewise choked her to no end and folded her into a trench in the backwoods. They may have imagined that that would guarantee their security. Yet, on the third day, a unidentifiable scent of a tree rose from the pit where she lay, and spread for what it’s worth. Her kin followed the aroma and at last thought that she is dead body. The four men escaped the town dreading the bolts of the ancestral individuals. Nobody realized what befallen them. Numerous accounts thrived. Some said they hanged themselves. Some even said they disappeared to a far off country and were cheerfully hitched. Time passed by; the backwoods was bit by bit removed and transformed into cultivable land. Once, during a starvation, when a couple of individuals went toward the west grouping their dairy cattle, they were shocked to see their family god, Karia Kali, cherished there. At the point when they made a few inquiries about it, they were informed that the goddess had been brought there by predecessors who came from far off lands. Nobody knew the name of that distant spot it appeared to be that the progenitors had neglected to make reference to it. Certain individuals assumed that the progenitors being spoken about were, truth be told, similar four youngsters who had escaped the spot a very long time prior. The relatives of those four men would in this manner be tragically missing family members with whom these individuals now reconnected. Yet, it was additionally accepted that the ancestral young lady’s revile nagged even those families that set out to connect with them: ‘Pavatha, our goddess who dwells up in that slope, will look for equity from the people who did this to me. No young lady youngster will at any point be brought into the world in their families. Indeed, even the male kids will grow up to be inept and bite the dust youthful.’
This scourge of the ancestral young lady endured till today. To that end no young lady kid had been brought into the world in this ancestry. Indeed, even those that were conceived had passed on in a little while. The men, as well, had shortened lives. Kali’s grandma portrayed this and sent off into a requiem. She regretted the way that she was unable to keep the off the record piece of information from him. Yet, she attempted to reinforce his confidence: ‘Darling, you have a decent heart. You will have four or five youngsters, and you will live to be 100.’ Kali contemplated whether he also would kick the bucket youthful. Yet, a little confidence filled in his heart, that a youngster may really be conceived, regardless of whether he would grow up to be feeble. Was labor getting deferred to delay his initial passing? A kid could be conceived in any event, when he was forty. Furthermore he may live to see it for eight or ten years. That was what had befallen his dad and granddad. He didn’t recall his dad’s face plainly. In any case, there was one picture that was scratched to him, on account of his mom’s intermittent portrayal of it. His dad had experienced all the time serious stomach torment. Drink and arrack were his staple food. ‘My Kalimma’ was the manner by which he used to affectionately address Kali, and he took Kali on his shoulders any place he went. All things considered, the manner in which he tended to Kali communicated his pity at not having a young lady youngster. So Kali contemplated whether he also would have a male kid and live to be fifty years or something like that. Wasn’t excessively enough? As though she read his musings, Ponna unsettled his hair and pulled him near her bosom. At the point when she heard what his grandma needed to share, she mourned her destiny at wedding into a family with such countless condemnations overloading it. In any case, Kali’s experiencing caused her to fail to remember her own. She dreaded she may need to leave behind him soon. Other than the absence of a youngster they could call their own, there didn’t be anything else missing in their lives. He satisfied each wish of hers, maybe in light of the fact that he had hitched her out of affection.