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THE UNWELCOME GUESTS

i 'm goi'n to talk about a traditional tale from the villages of tamilnadu called the unwelcomed guests

Once upon a time, there lived a very poor but generous man named Ponnan who always shared the
little money and food, he had with people he hardly even knew. His wife would despair over this.

"Please think of your family first! You bring random strangers home for meals! Do you want us to
starve to death?" she would lament.

One morning, Ponnan set off for work. His wife was thinking about how to change her husband's
ways and she looked out of the window and saw two men walking towards the hut, talking and
rubbing their stomachs in anticipation. "Oh God! Not again! I'm sure Ponnan has invited them home
for lunch!" she fumed. "I have to do something to stop this nonsense today!"

She looked around and saw a mortar and pestle that she used to pound rice. An idea struck her.
"Hmm--- my idea might work," she thought, shrewdly. She quickly dragged the mortar and pestle to
the center of the hut cleaned it ,applied saffron paste and garland to the top of the mortar. Now it
looked like someone had been worshipping the mortar and pestle.

She sat in front of it and started to chant mantras, keeping her ears open for the men. The men soon
entered the hut, hoping for a scrumptious free meal. . Ponnan's wife welcomed them warmly. They
were pleased by her warm welcome, but stopped short when they saw the mortar and pestle
adorned on the floor.

"What is this? asked one man, puzzled. "Are you worshipping a mortar and pestle?" asked the other
man. The wife smiled. "Didn't my husband tell you?" asked the wife innocently. It is his deity"It
demands human blood!"said the wife.

what do you mean?" asked one man, uneasily.


. "My husband invites guests home and he starts to hit them on the head with the pestle, drawing as
much blood as he can. Then he offers the blood to the deity. ,she said calmly." The men went
speechless with terror.

The terrified men raced out of the house just as Ponnan was entering. "What happened?" he asked
his wife. "They wanted the pestle," she said, "but I wouldn't give it." "You fool! Why didn't you let
them have it?" said Ponnan.

Picking up the pestle, he ran after them. "Come back! Take the pestle!" he shouted. The frightened
men thought he was coming to bash their heads and ran faster, after that, no one accepted Ponnan's
invitations ever again and it puzzled him. But his wife kept the secret all to herself.

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