Saturday, 5 May 2012

Tale of a tiger balm!!

Couple of days back, as I opened my window pane, I found an empty bottle of tiger balm- on the sill. Every time I see a bottle of tiger balm, I get reminded of my maternal grandfather. Sounds strange huh? Its not that he had a constant head ache that kept him attached to the balm or so. I was his first grandchild and he never got a chance to pamper any other grandchild other than me before he left for the heavenly abode. I had the privilege of disturbing him/ commanding him to do tasks that would delight me. He was more of a buddy to me and I did take advantage of the freedom he gave me. My visits to my mother's house were limited and he used to wait eagerly for each of our stopovers. I was his little princess and much to my moms envy, I took over the coveted place of his darling. He used to tell me a lot of stories. I would wait till he completes one tale so that I could ask him to start the next. On one such occasion, he got tired with story telling. And it was my turn to nag him, asking for more stories. He was too tired to tell me another and so he faked head ache. A two year old granddaughter who had deep affection for her grandpa wanted to soothe him from the pain. The solution- she found a tiger balm and to begin with – she applied it on his forehead, then on his face as a whole. Little did she know that headaches are restricted only to the forehead, and so she applied it all over his body- emptying the bottle. Great love for her grandpa- u know!!! Unaware of those tiny hands spreading love in the form of tiger balm-all over his body, grandpa was fast asleep. Balm set on its work n forced my grandpa to wake up to a pain- known only to him. He yelled on top of his voice- bringing everyone at his reach. For a while no one realized what happened. All they found was a bottle of tiger balm lying all alone and of course-the strong smell of it. And the culprit!!! She was not in the vicinity. And the poor grandpa, though the pain didn't let him laugh at the joke his granddaughter played on him- took the matter light. To cool his burning body all he could do was plunge into the river behind the house. The granddaughter- gets taunted by her mother every time a bottle of tiger balm comes into picture…..