“Kids, don’t touch anything. Everything here is a hundred years old. Too much history for you to meddle with.” “Why is there a painting in this house? I thought he was a poet. And why does she look like that?” She had her eyes closed, but the thoughts never stopped. Her memories rang back to the evening of aadi thirunaazh ( the beginning of the auspicious harvest month of aadi ). He had waited for her at the steps of the mandapam, no more than 14 years of age, his eyes had c