One of my favourite December memories was when my sister was 7, and she had just seen her first “Christmas Celebration” show in school. The show has been pretty standard all these years – carols and the nativity play with Pre KG Gabriel groupies (I am also very disappointed to say that I had never been chosen to be one of the Gabriel groupies despite being one of the cutest kids in my batch. There are some people who think that it was probably because I might have bit Baby Jesus but like hello, Baby Jesus is a plastic doll! Plastic dolls were made to be bit, and most importantly, BITING IS A TOTALLY ACCEPTED HABIT WHEN YOU’RE FIVE, OKAY. Moving on).
Ofcourse, my sister’s LET’S GET A CHRISTMAS TREE! enthusiasm for the festival was put off by my visibly flustered mother who told her it wouldn’t really be possible because Jesus Christ wasn’t Iyengar.
“Is Santa Claus at least Iyengar?” prodded my down-but-not-out sister.
My mother answered in the negative, but when I think about it today, my sister’s question has incredible possibilities.
|Merry Margazhi from Santhanam Claus of North Mada Street|
Also, since you didn’t ask for it – Santhanam Claus Stothram:
Oh you better watch out
Do Sandhi three times
I’m telling you why
Santhanam Claus is comin’ to town!
He’s making a list
And checking it twice,
Been spying on you
Since the last Chittirai
Santhanam Claus comin’ to town!
He sees you when you’re smoking
He knows it’s meat you ate
He knows if you’ve been a-bhishtoo
So be good for umaachi’s sake!
Merry Margazhi and Happy New Thai!