Go now!’ And Ponna genuinely pushed Kali out of the farm. She was exceptionally irate. However, where might he go? How might he get a kid? He remained there for a brief period and afterward peeped inside. She was lying on the whip floor. It required incredible work to support her that day. The subject of embracing a youngster generally erupted like this sometimes and got placed out all alone. To recover her from the impact of these discussions, he needed to return home around evening time from the farm for a couple of evenings. His serious hugs achieved what his delicate words proved unable. In the event that she gradually slackened her body and showed some contribution, it implied she had risen up out of her misery. 34 To this day, Kali found something exceptionally welcoming in Ponna’s discourse and attitude. He felt that it would’ve been great on the off chance that he had remained with her and not show up with Muthu. Just Ponna’s mom would accompany her, and assuming he thumped on the entryway and requested some water, she’d grasp his expectation. It was not past the point of no return even now; he might in any case return. It would be quite a while before day break. Regardless of whether he strolled actually leisurely, he could arrive before the blackbirds began trilling. Considerations of Ponna energized him. Indeed, even the extraordinary breeze blowing in the woods neglected to extinguish his body’s thirst. He sat up. Muthu was sleeping soundly. Allow him to come in the first part of the day subsequent to drinking some more drink, he thought. At home, they’d serve chicken toward the beginning of the day. Kali could continuously return here, bringing some for Muthu. He chose to tell Mandayan and leave. Jugs of arrack remained by Mandayan’s dozing head. One was half full and the other was immaculate. Kali took the last option; it could happen to utilize. The half-full container additionally pulled in him. He drank a little from it and it hit his vacant stomach with a sharp sting. He glanced around and saw coconuts lying close to the cabin. He tore them open with the sickle that was lying at the cabin’s entry. They were great, plump coconuts. He ate the mash of one, took one more with him, and arose out of the woods. The moon had slid somewhat down the sky toward the west. He didn’t actually ponder the significant distance he needed to walk. Lying on the bunk under the portia tree, Ponna was alluring him with outstretched arms. The possibly part of the walk that was troublesome was the point at which he needed to get down to the stream and move up on to the opposite side, where it was dim since the evening glow came sifted through the thick shrubs. At the point when the breeze began once more, he could hear the moaning of coconut fronds from behind. When he scaled, he saw raised fields extending to a significant stretch. There was additionally the soothing presence of palm trees to a great extent. Recollections of days when he had strolled along the fields in the wake of watching road plays looked across his psyche. A major horde of them would walk and go through the fields, frightening even the birds dozing on the trees. The following day, individuals living in the shacks along the fields would ask about the earlier night’s commotions. These finished when he got hitched. Uncle Nallupayyan used to say, ‘In the event that one can uninhibitedly get the joy of a lady without getting hitched, who might need to get hitched?’ He was squarely as it were. Was it just delight that accompanied marriage? It gave one a main beneficiary of complete one’s last ceremonies and to acquire one’s abundance. Will one leave a cadaver since one didn’t have any idea where the individual was from? Assuming that there was nobody to do the last ceremonies, one needed to go around and find somebody who could make it happen. You would need to fall at his feet and beseech him. There are even stories where someone needed to discount his abundance to another person to make sure he would have somebody to finish his demise rituals. There was nothing more shameful than dealing with the property of a heirless man. Envision the actual battles that would break out over Uncle Nallupayyan’s property when he kicked the bucket. Some time back, when he had come to Kali’s farm, Uncle Nallupayyan had said, ‘I will compose my property in your name. There is nobody more essential to me.’ Kali said, ‘Ah! You are such a bother! I’m right here, thinking about how to manage my abundance, and you are offering me yours!’ ‘You will bring forth one,’said Uncle. ‘Furthermore, regardless of whether you, it’s anything but an issue. Appreciate everything as long as you can, and when you think your days are finished, discount it to somebody or the other. Is it true that we will pack this land into a sack and convey it with us when we go?’