My friend’s father owned a tea-shop in a suburban area of Kerala. He and his wife along with his son hari lived in a small house behind the tea-shop. his parents worked hard to make both ends meet.his father fell ill seriously and, after remaining bedridden for nearly a year, he died. His son was only 12 then. After his fathers death, his mother tried to run the tea-shop alone. But she soon found out that she could not do it on her own. During his father's long illness, they had to borrow a lot of money from our friends and relatives.
They were now coming to house almost everyday and demanding their money back. It was during this time that a woman in our neighbour hood told his mother that an old couple in our locality were looking for a servant-woman who could do all the household work and take care of them by staying with them in their house. His mother and he went to see this old couple. they found that they were in their sixties. The old man, who was called Vasu, was a retired school-teacher. His wife's name was Parvathi. They had a son and a daughter who were now married and were living abroad with their respective families. they were more than satisfied and were ready to take his mother in as the servant of their house. They warned her that she would have to do all the work alone without any complaints. his mother agreed. Rest of the incident will narrated by my friend Hari himself. So mail me vinuupk@rediffmail.com To clear all our debts, my mother sold the tea-shop and our house and we moved into the house of the old couple. It was not a big house. It was a rather oldfashioned house. We were given a small room behind the kitchen to live in.