At the point when she opened them, she saw bodies shimmering with sweat and lit by the fire lights. Every one of the bodies seemed to be similar — like dark shakes that had been set upstanding and cut into bodies. The fixing and unwinding of the muscles on these bodies made her brain swing to and fro. The studs that the men wore sparkled in the light. Their lower leg chimes matched the sticks completely. They generally seemed to be divine beings. They in the middle between developments. She contemplated whether she ought to simply stay there. In any case, there would be something else to find in the wide range of various roads. While she was pondering this, she felt a touch on her right arm. She couldn’t pivot right away. She felt an absence of want in that touch.
Kali’s hug was like this occasionally; his psyche would be not even close to her, drifting elsewhere. It was simply the body working. It overreacted to her that contemplations of Kali ought to pick this second to show up. What raised these old things? However at that point, was it simple to shake off the things that lay layered on top of one another in her mind? It was no issue throwing away shallow worries. However, there were those that had leaked profound into the brain, and lay there decaying. Was it a simple undertaking to hack at them and toss them out? To try not to ponder Kali, she went to take a gander at the essence of whoever had snatched her arm. He was prepared cheerfully, a grin that he had arranged to meet her with, at whatever point she pivoted. He was youthful, yet the grin was not the sort that showed an interest for the experience.
All things considered, it sold out an egotism that was basically keen on expanding the quantity of his adventures. He was no god. Her mom had said each man was a divine being that evening. Maybe. In any case, Ponna was clear he was not the god implied for her. She yanked his hand off and moved away. She didn’t go to take a gander at him once more. However she was overwhelmed with a desire to leave the spot immediately, she chose to wait for some time. Presently the hints of the sticks would not enlist in her psyche. The hints of the lower leg ringers and those of the sticks came independently to her. Furthermore, the figures appeared to move in a way totally separated with the sounds. She pulled each figure away from the group. She embraced and kissed every last one of them. At the point when she felt that that was all she brought to the table to those divine beings, she left the spot and blended with the group in the south chariot road. She didn’t have any idea what it prompted. At any rate, it was better assuming she found out once she arrived there.
She had done what’s necessary of strolling towards the known and the natural. In some measure on this one evening, she needed to take advantage of the chance to stroll towards the new and the unexplored world. On the road that fan out from the south chariot road and went towards the sanctuary at the foundation of the slope, the group was remaining all around. She rose to her toes to investigate what was happening. It was a Karagattam execution, the dance where individuals adjusted enlivened metal pots on their heads. There were four artists — two men and two ladies. However, would they say they were truly ladies or would they say they were men dressed as ladies? She was unable to tell, in spite of taking a gander at them intently. They were toward the finish of a development where they moved skipping all over with regards to the naayanam. She was burnt out on seeing it consistently at the Mariamman sanctuary celebration. So her feet removed her from the spot. Taking a gander at the moving group, she contemplated whether, similar to her, every other person also was meandering alone. There were a wide range of individuals there: those strolling alone, two individuals strolling together, and individuals strolling in fives and sixes making a great deal of commotion. They were all generally men. There were scarcely any ladies in the groups that Ponna could count them on the fingers of her hand. Maybe they were undeniably clustered near the shops. The ladies were keen on purchasing something or the other. The shops would stay there right until the long stretch of Aadi. She could come at some point later with Kali. However at that point how much stuff did two individuals require? The stuff she had brought as share actually lay in the space, shrouded in fabric. Assuming they had a baby, they could purchase minimal wooden toys, dolls cut of wood, various things. Be that as it may, presently all they required was some homestead instrument made of iron. A gathering strolling behind her was loaded with giggling and celebration. She pivoted only a tad. They were youngsters.