We grew up cleaning teeth using ground charcoal readily available in most households as ordinary people used firewood for cooking. Then came a noticeable uplift in our living standards when my father finally gave in to Amma’s constant complaining to buy a kerosene cooker! All siblings were pretty excited even to brag about it to classmates! Charcoal gave way to an Indian pink tooth powder called Gopal coming in packs. Notwithstanding the “primitive” stuff, our culture stressed the importance of oral hygiene! It meant just cleaning your teeth itself wasn’t good enough – cleaning your tongue was just as important! I recall my father asking to look into his mouth whether tongue was clean enough after almost making himself sick constantly poking his fingers in the process!
White people are not accustomed to it! No one in the family would be allowed the customary morning cup of black coffee until we have been put through the ablution! Having milk in coffee became possible when Milk Board opened a stall opposite Moratuwa Railway station which meant me trek a good five miles to fetch a bottle! It was 55 cents! All these rituals were in sharp contrast to British culture – cup of tea or coffee is given priority over oral hygiene! I still look down upon this habit though keep my opinion to myself.
After half a century of living in the U.K., I admit to using knife and fork as a force of habit now, though white people think using your fingers is “filthy”! Well, if you cannot trust your own fingers for cleanliness and hygiene as opposed to cutlery, there is something wrong somewhere in your logic!
In all fairness to British strict table etiquette, you are not supposed to talk while eating! More to the point, it’s common sense – we could spit unintentionally especially if we have gaps in our teeth! I am no exception. Also, you should not leave the table until everyone has finished. If you must, excuse yourself.
Something totally hilarious and very embarrassing happened to me in the Majestic shopping mall in Colombo long time ago – my wife and daughter were still enjoying the food when I had to excuse myself to go into the washroom mainly to rinse my mouth as I have gaps in my teeth. There was a row of wash hand basins and a “long mirror” I presumed above.
So, I was busy looking myself in the “mirror” mouth wide open. My wife and daughter not least others were shocked and hugely embarrassed! Not to me as I thought it was simply a reflection from the “mirror”. Need I say walking back to the table wasn’t fun!
Reverting back to Suddhas ways, it is not uncommon to see them giving their dinner plates with leftovers to the pet dogs to finish it off! All these in sharp contrast to their customs saying “Oh, pardon me when you sneeze”, and you are supposed to “Bless you!” Anyway, let me conclude on a happier note, Cheers! Bacchus was the Roman god of wine, fertility, and revelry! My mother enjoyed Southern comfort during our regular visits, saying “Comfort, comfort!”
Saturday 08th March marked our beloved Amma’s death anniversary! May she attain Nibbana! She visited us in UK three times, my father did so twice.
Sunil Dharmabandhu
Wales, UK
