Was driving To shivaraathri manappuram  With idichakkas  To meet you One day.
Enroute To a vow made one life The two chakka dumpkins Their smug demeanor Drove me to chuckles. Like guys On a global tour They Waved buddies bubye Babbled on To the jackfruit trees On the boulevard Singing “salaama salaama…” The jackfruit rap Boisterously. I was beside myself With laughter. The exertion Exhausted my cheeks I stopped near a shop For a cigarette Saw there, Two packets Of fried chakka chips Among other snacks. My chakka dumpkins For you Overwhelmed them They broke into tears They recalled Their haughty ride In a car once Singing salama A festering past That throbbed with The agony Of getting torn to shreds Of getting fried crisp In boiling oil. The chakka dumpkins Were dumbstruck They stopped singing And began to cry Looking upon their sisters Sister, you have forgotten me! An utterance from Khasak Muffled the scene. Sad at their plight I held them close My chakka dumpkins For you Forget it honey Forget it dear I patted them Trying to stop their tears. The chakka fries And my darlings Continued weeping And wailing. I smoked a cigarette Went to them And whispered in their ears That I am consigning them To you. They laughed innocently Showing their gums They bid adieu to The sisters Promising They would meet next life I felt like Laughing And crying. Laughing And crying I sang
Salama, salama Salama….
Translation : Shyma P
 The sandy landscape in Aluva, whre Sivarathri is popularly celebrated at the Siva temple on the banks of Periyar River and this place is called the Aluva Manal Puram (land with sand)
 Unripe jackfruit used to make Kerala cuisines.