Avurudu
goodies from the village
The little grocery shop has a display of cake boxes on the top of
their glass cabinets, giving an indication of the coming holiday
season. But the Avurudu Koha is still to be heard.
The town is
teeming with people and vehicles and the pavement hawkers have taken
up all available street corners and quite a bit of road space.
The streets
are colourful with vendors doing a brisk trade. People hardly seem
to be stepping into the shops! Clothes, in different shapes and
sizes for all ages, dominate the stalls. Then there are the plastic
goods and a host of trinkets to select from as gifts for family
and friends
I have bought
my own little raw material to make little gifts for the women and
children in the village. But time hasn't been on my side and I have
not been able to finish any of them. Perhaps, I will take them all
to Colombo to complete and bring back to the village. Hopefully,
my daughter will agree to finish them for me!
If I have found
myself snowed up with work, I deserve it. In my enthusiasm to see
my little women's group prosper, I scouted around for some New Year
sweetmeat orders from Colombo. Now we have received quite a substantial
order and we have promised to deliver it to their doorsteps by the
12th morning, so that it would be fresh.
Colombo is still the coveted market - the place where people have
the capacity to spend. However much the State may talk, the towns
in the rural areas have a long way to go before reaching the levels
of the Colombo market.
The women are
busy, pounding the rice and scouring the village for the right type
of coconuts. They feel important. A few weeks back they obliged
some locals living abroad, who were craving for some kavum and halape
and the feed back was all they wanted to hear: "It was delicious".
Now that was something that had to be fed to the village grapevine...
how they had met the needs of people overseas and how pleased they
were. The village was green with envy.
How we are going
to bring the sweetmeats to Colombo is a step that still has to be
dealt with, because we do not have transport of our own. We are
trying to organize a person who has a diesel conveyance to help
us with the delivery. Otherwise, we will have to bring them to the
town in three-wheelers and then take the train. There is no way
the buses will allow such luggage, especially during the season,
when passengers trying to get home will albeit be given first preference.
Then again, imagine after all the hard work, if somebody puts his
or her foot into it!
At the moment,
the most important thing is to get the job done. The sweetmeats
must be of a quality that all those who eat it should exclaim "These
are super"! So it calls for a lot of organization. Too many
cooks can spoil the soup but it is essential that one does not try
to take over the whole task, in order to get a larger share of the
profits, and thereby not achieve the desired result, and spoil the
market we are so hard trying to please.
It is essential
that the one, who makes the best mixture, does that alone, so that
every kavum and mung Kavum will taste the same. At least that is
what we are trying to achieve and the others will help in the task
of pounding the rice, sifting, stirring, frying and scraping of
coconuts. The dodol itself needs over 50 coconuts! And the women
insist that the rice flour for the kavums have to be pounded at
home and not at a mill in order to get the right texture. I let
them decide. All I have specified is that the sweetmeats should
be made in a manner that they would be proud to have them on their
Avurudu table.
Poverty is not
a deterrent to their capacity of enjoyment. Also when it comes to
food they can turn out the most delicious meals with what is available
locally. I have experienced this. When we gathered in our paddy,
the tradition was to give a Kiridane. So although we didn't have
much money, we all contributed in kind and finally there was enough
for the families, as well as those who were observing "sil"
at the temple. They worked together through the night, since the
alms had to be given to the temple early the next morning. They
kept themselves going with laughter! They could not get back home
and get to bed after that, as they had to find their own sustenance
to feed their families and attend to household chores - drawing
water, collecting firewood - backbreaking tasks, that would have
made a Colombo housewife gasp, despite a healthy diet.
This too is
a collective effort, so there will be a lot of laughter, while they
get about their task. These women work very hard, and are quite
responsible. The poorer they are the greater capacity to procure
a means to earn their daily bread. I am glad I have been able to
swell their meagre store this Avurudu and God bless those who had
faith in us.
A time to work, a time to play
By Derrick Schokman
The aluth-avurudu mangallaya or traditional new year which falls
on April 14 is the only solar festival in Sri Lanka, others being
based on the lunar calendar.
No one is quite
certain of the origin of this festival. Some think it can be traced
to an old festival of thanksgiving to the sun god, called Suriya
Deva Mangallaya, which celebrated the movement of the sun from the
zodiacal sign of Pisces to that of Aries. It is this movement that
marks the current new year.
Nonagathe
The time taken for the Sun to transit from Pisces to Aries is known
as the nonagathe. It
is considered to be an inauspicious period when certain routine
activities need to be discontinued and the time spent in prayer
and meditation in preparation for the dawn of the new year.
The activities
that should be temporarily discontinued are drawing water, cooking
and work.
In rural areas,
water from the well is brought into the house before the nonagathe,
the fire in the hearth is doused and no real work is done.
Joyous
Unlike the prohibitions or abstentions of nonagathe, the aluth avurudu
is a joyous time when presents are given and received, delectable
sweetmeats are enjoyed, and there is plenty of fun and games.
The sound of
raban drumming fills the air as the aluth-avurudu devataor the god
of the new year strides over the lives of the people giving them
new hopes and aspirations.
There is a resumption of routine activities that were discontinued
during the nonagathe. First, the life-giving water. The old custom
used to be to drop some jasmine flowers, charcoal or a coin into
the well before drawing water again.
The housewife
then proceeds to light the hearth at an auspicious time, facing
the direction prescribed by the astrologers.
She then places
a new pot containing new rice on the fire. And since it is obligatory
to add milk to the first new year meal, this is done in the form
of kiri bath or milk rice.
Work is reintroduced by symbolically touching one of the work implements.
For instance a farmer may touch his mammoty or plough.
Games
Much that is dormant during the routine life of the people is revived
during the traditional
new year festivities.
Among the men,
old sports like climbing the greasy pole and pillow fighting find
a place. Today bicycle races are very popular.
In some villages,
especially in the hill country, men take part in ritualistic team
games like an keliya and pora pol dedicated to the goddess Pattini
Deva.
Pattini is one
of the four guardian deities of Sri Lanka in folk Buddhism. She
is believed to preside over agricultural prosperity, fertility,
pestilence and infectious diseases.
Since agriculture
is the mainstay of rural folk, farmers want to show their gratitude
to Pattini for bounties received and pray that they may continue.
The an keliya
(pulling of locked deer horns) and pora pol (smashing coconuts)
contests are ways of propitiating the goddess. The preliminaries
to a contest are elaborate with a prescribed ceremonial ritual being
clearly observed.
Swings or onchilla
are popular during the new year among village lasses. They dress
in new clothes and swing to and fro singing onchilla varam or verses
in praise of goddess Pattini.
The aluth avurudu
mangallaya is therefore very much a festival of thanksgiving, on
the one hand to the Sun god or Iru Deviyo who supplies the most
important source of energy, and on the other to Pattini Deva for
her blessings.
And now enough
is enough! It's time to sink my teeth into the kevum, kokis, asmi,
aggala and kalu dodol to name a few of the traditional sweetmeats
I've received from my neighbours. And, of course, wish you a happy
new year - suba aluth avurudduk.
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