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The baby

Parvathy is an expectant lady. She felt her belly's burden. It is to be the third one. Earlier she had two male children and was happy for that. Sathasivam Master, his mother, his sisters and all his relations were also happy because of male children.

Sathasivam Master's expectations were absolutely fulfilled because of male children. Elder one was called Ananthan and younger one was called Naveenan. Both are playing happily in the yard. The third one, if being a male, would be named Vikram.

Parvathy worried, thinking her body condition and she was approaching her month for delivery. She has been praying to the God for her safety to avoid her husband's curse and hatred.

God save me, she prayed amid tears. Nowadays she frequently thinks about Mr Baliah, the neighbour and enjoying it in her heart and mind. Whenever his wife is giving childbirth he asks the midwife what sex the child is and she tells him: "this time also a female child," hearing this he would get more angry and unhappy. Then he starts his journey towards his workplace with his belongings in his shoulder; he keeps himself in exile for seven or eight months. After and lately forgetting and moderating his anger and foul slogans, he returns home to see the 'newcomer'.

Days gone by, her spouse again bears a child. Totally Baliah had got continuously six females. Seeing his unkind, reproachful look and hatred, his spouse Poomani confronts untold sufferings and grisly ordeals. Is it her destiny?

Realizing all these Parvathy felt happy because she has no female child. She came to a decision that her husband's sayings are to be true and correct. Sathasivam Master never uttered any words for cause and statistics. He says that the king would also become a pauper, if he got more than five female children. Thus he annotated history and realistic stories in this respect.

Further he said, looking at his spouse that until the socialism prevailed, male children are required. And he convinced her of his arguments as well. And she also believed his expressions as holy words.

She liked to go in pilgrimage even this year to Kannakai Amman beach temple to get the divine blessings for a male child. She worshipped by her heart and mind.

"O mother Kannakai! This time, I must get a male child. If not, I would be cursed by my husband. If I got a male child, O mother! I would offer my greatest presentation to you."

She got up from the ground planting her hand and worshipped the deity turning to the Eastern direction.

"Parvathy! Your belly is too big. So you will deliver a female child." The nextdoor and neighbouring woman expressed their views towards her.

Hearing these words, she was angry and made ado with them.

"We need male children. Look! cousin Ilayapillai and her all children are males. She is spending her life joyfully, because of male children. She is demanding dowry money in several lakhs whenever she meets nuptial party.

Females are burden and we have to give lot of money, land and properties, and we have to wander for bridegroom. We cannot bow down to them." Parvathy disputes with them.

O my God, you are facing many difficulties. Nowadays Che Guvera hurly burly... and curfew prevailing... what will you do? How can you face them? You lost your mother too. So go to the hospital so early. It will benefit you.

The neighbours and relatives who came to her doorstep expressed their views and opinions. Hearing all these, Parvathy felt worried and sad. She wept.

Last week Mrs Rani was admitted to the hospital for delivery and she died there. And this incident created mourning at the village as well.

Hearing this incident Sathasivam Master also became reckless. Some people told it is a first childbirth to Mrs Ravi and she died without childbirth. Meanwhile Sathasivam master felt sorry for the lady doctor who went on transfer to another place.

The lady doctor was famous and kind-hearted personality. She earned a good name from the village people. Sathasivam master brought her spouse by the car to the DMO.

Name? Parvathy. Age? Twenty-five. It is? Third child. Attending clinic? Yes doctor. OK, I give prescription for drugs. Doctor, we like to know the delivery date.

"Don't you know the calculated monthly period? When did you have your last periods?" DMO asked.

"July 23."

Doctor gazed at the desk calender and said today is April 10.

"Madam, is it male or female?"

"No. Can't say. Anyway master why are you concerned?"

"Her belly is big. Everybody is saying."

"Don't worry. Go have medicines."

Sathasivam master sighed a relief.

The black coat astrologer also told me I would get a male child this time too. I will be happy all three are males. No female child.

She is saying: "No pulsation. Both male children kicked my belly earlier. But now no kicking."

We have no enough property like Thambimuthu Mudalali. Master approached his wife.

"What are you doing?"

"I am cooking."

"I am hungry. Serve the meals."

"Your elder sister sent us fish and it's boiling in hearth. Please wait."

They had a nap after lunch. "It's paining," There was sweat on her face, "take me to the hospital."

"Now it's seven. How can we hire a car at this hour?" Parvathy was murmuring on Sathasivam master's sister.

Through the land route, Master's sister fetched the midwife and the Vaithiyar at once. Parvathy was given pills and the Vaithiyar cut coconut by chanting. Cry of an infant was heard from the room.

"Grind the coconut shell into the mortar and open the gate." Someone said. All were seen in distress and... Sathasivam master went to open the gate.

"All right. That's enough."

"What child it is?"

"Female," said the midwife.

After relieving from the faint, Parvathy asked: "Is it female?"

She expressed her unwillingness. Sathasivam master did not touch the cigarette packet. The midwife and the Vaithiyar were paid money.

Next day he christened the newcomer Haripriya and made his journey on walk along the road towards his school situated beyond three miles not expecting the bus.

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