Uttaralikav Temple is a famous temple near Vadakancheri. Pooram and fireworks are the concluding day of the week-long festival in the month of Kumbh. Uttaralikav Pooram with 33 elephants is better than Thrissur Pooram! This temple is located in the middle of the field. Railway track behind. When the festival starts in this temple, people from different places flock here. Youngsters sit on the railway tracks and watch the fireworks.
Manikandan and Pappan were two friends who had gone out to see Utralikav Pooram and fireworks. In the evening, he locked his old scooter in front of his pedestal, handed over the key to the 24-hour medical shopkeeper on the roof and bought a ticket for the special bus that his friends had arranged for the Pooram. When he came back after seeing the white fireworks, he left the scooter in front of the shop thinking that he could take this scooter and go home quickly. It was five o’clock in the morning when Pappan and Manikandan came back in front of the shop after enjoying the elephant dance, panchavadyam and fireworks together with other friends. Papan, who got off the bus half asleep, took the scooter and tried to go home, but the scooter was not there. Surprised papa his old scooter and the thief! Hey, thinking that there is no way to come like that, when I entered the medical shop in the attic, the shop was open but there was no one there. Thinking that the medical shop owner had gone out on his scooter to drink tea or something, he walked to the bus stand and boarded the first bus that left and went home.
Papa went home, took a bath, ate and went to sleep. It was papa’s brother who came to open the shop that day. They worked in shifts. When Chetan came to open the shop, he came to know about the pranks that had taken place the day before. After going to see Papan Pooram, one of his regular fighters, Parunt Murali, arrived around 7:30. The two and three started arguing. One and two quarreled, two men took Parunth Murali and hit him on the head with a big stick. Even though the natives came running, no one had the courage to arrest them or intervene. Paruntu Murali fell on the head of Orkappuram. He lay there bleeding. When they realized that Murali was unmoved, they left the stick there in a frenzy and ran away. By then the police had arrived. They rushed to the hospital with Murali. Parunth Murali has no relatives. So there is no need to inform anyone. By the time the police returned from the hospital, the locals who had gathered there had drowned. The medical shopkeeper, who was open 24 hours, also got scared and started closing the shutters. The police called him and asked questions back and forth. Parunth Murali was lying near the scooter. The stick with which he was beaten is also leaning on that scooter. There will be some blood below. Police seized the scooter and the stick. The medical shopkeeper had the key. The police refused to listen even though they said that this scooter belonged to Pappan, who did not see or hear anything about this beating. The police told Papa to buy the scooter from the police station. After hearing the whole story, papa’s brother got scared and immediately went to the police station.
“Isn’t this your brother’s, tell him to come,” said C. I. Parunt Murali died after two or three days, like an abscess on a mushroom. The matter became a case of murder. Let the investigation be over. Then the police said they would give me a scooter. Because some of Murali’s blood splashed on this scooter due to the force of the blow. The police said that the concerned officials should come and check the scooter and then they can release it. Suffice it to say that all the creditors in that vicinity got the work of eight. The debtors took turns calling the police to investigate. It is true that everyone has enmity towards Parunth Murali. But none of them have grown up to lay hands on him.
One month passed, two months passed, only Pappan’s scooter was not returned. After going to and from the police station several times, Pappan lost his patience and ran into the policeman.
“What did I do wrong? You must return my scooter. “If you don’t return it today, I will not go back” and made a noise. Hearing this, SI called Pappan inside. “If you take too much notice, I will take you in”. Let me come and release him on bail. I want to see you leave here.”
The apprehensive father informed his mother on his mobile phone. By the evening, brother, mother, the leader of the businessmen’s association and a public representative also arrived there. After asking for all the information, S. I. Said. “His scooter has hawk’s blood on it. We have many doubts whether Pappan planned and lied in the shop. The stick that hit the hawk was leaning on this scooter. The investigation is ongoing.
On the day of the attack, mother had kept the bus tickets of Papan going to and from Uttaralikav. A. Showed “Isn’t this an idea from the movie ‘Drisham’?” said SI. How do you know if the ticket was arranged for going to Uttaralikav on the previous day or the next day? Why did you keep this ticket? Isn’t that a lie in itself? Isn’t the ticket the first thing we throw away after a normal trip? ”
“We have a habit of keeping all the tickets and checking the account at the end of the month to see if the expenses exceed the income. mother
And when everyone spoke for papa, S. I. One loosened. Then S. I. asked his mother.
What is your husband’s name?
“His name is Narayankutty, he is dead”.
I thought it would be Georgikutty.
Law followed the law. The scooter will be returned after the investigation. For that, you gave a warning that you should not come here and take off your hair, and left papa with them. After a month or two, papa got the scooter back. But even today when the Kumbh month arrives, when the flag is hoisted for the Puram in Uttaralikav, a tarip rises from the feet of the father. A sweet memory.
Content Summary: Malayalam Story ‘Uthralikkavu Pooram Oru Madhura Nombara Orma’ written by Mary Josey Malayil