TheChechi’s of theSouth are a unique breed. Well, not quite as far south as the Penguins. More like thesouth Malabar coast of Kerala where these Chechis come to roost.
From here, they are then sent to all parts of the world, with the “Gelf” earning special mention as the choicest destination.
There has been much hullabaloo regarding these, often dusky, Chechi’s. Some claim (and rightly so) that they are the prettiest that the land has to offer (Census excludes parts of Central and Latin America as well as erstwhile USSR).
Raised on a potent diet of coconut oil and choice spices, these Chechis sometimes exhibit some of the spiciness in their persona.
Take for example the revered Saritha chechi. She was coined “Solar” Sarita, perhaps an ode to the old British saying, because she ensured that the sun never set on the scandals faced by the Kerala politicians – young and old alike.
She was joined a few years later by Swapna Chechi, who ushered in the Golden Era of Kerala politics. She, in partnership with her “friend(s)” in high places, ensured that the Gold prices in the state were not affected by the volatility of external markets.
If these don’t really fit your bill, we have the slightly more deadlier versions like Greeshma Chechi. In a world where most women resort to “benching” the men they’ve never seen “that way”, Greeshma chechi decided to take the morally higher ground of simply poisoning her boyfriend because he wasn’t exactly “Husband Material”.
But I suppose the cherry on the cake belongs to our beloved Jolly Chechi. She has achieved what no marriage counsellor before her could. As a direct consequence of her tireless efforts over a span of 14 years, all malayali husbands unanimously agreed that it’s better / safer to ensure that the wife does indeed take the first bite of every dish placed on the table.
These are but a microcosm of the millions of Chechis in Kerala. TheChechi’s of theSouth – They sure are a queer lot. Sigh.
