Letter from Home-17 (Slice of Life)

[My mother is with us now. She will be here till September. She was diagnosed Lymphoma in December. Fortunately she has responded well to Chemotherapy and her doctor is satisfied with the results. My mails are to my father’s elder brother’s wife. I call her doddamma which literally means elder mother. She is my favourite relative. From her I have learnt to take life as it comes. She is 87 now and due to her health condition she has not been able to go out from her home for may years. I started writing to her in October. Her son or daughter-in-law read it out to her and she enjoys the photos. The internet has really changed our lives. It has helped us to keep in contact with our friends and relatives.]
Dear Doddamma,
On the 11th morning my elder brother, Shyam, sister-in-law, Shaila and my mother (amma) came here by lunch time. Amma is fine, her doctor was very pleased with her response to chemotherapy. He said she is fit now and she has no medicines only supplements. That evening we all went to Endpoint for a walk. Amma and I walked till the football ground which is only 15 minutes away. We sat on the seats by the side of the ground. Students were playing football and there were many of their friends watching them. It was fun watching their excitement.


I meet one gentleman there, I had met him earlier in Asare. He lives here with his daughter. He is 80 years. He walks to Endpoint morning and evening. He enjoys watching students play and seems to know many of them. That night we had a real downpour with thunder and lightning. Actually, there were not many dark clouds. We were surprised to see it raining so heavily.

On the 12th was Karnataka Legislative Assembly elections. Our voting booth was in Mahatma Gandhi Memorial college, not very far from our home. We went at 6.45 itself and we were among the first to vote. I went inside with Aravinda and told him the position of the names of each candidates. I came outside the booth and he pressed the button in front of whom he wanted to vote. (my son has a vision problem called retinitis pigmentosa from birth)We were back home by 7.15. My brother and Shaila left after breakfast. They are returning to Hyderabad on Sunday morning.

I had written to you about our mango tree. Due to rains many mangoes fell to the ground. Moreover there are lots of ‘uri’ (weaver ants) in the tree so we cannot pluck many. By the time Kuvara plucks some the ants are all over him. In this area there are lots of ‘uri’ in all the compounds. Last year there were many in our star apple tree. But they have shifted to mango tree. We are having a second crop of star apples.


But due to wind and rains every morning there is a carpet of fruits on the ground. We pick and put them near the coconut tree. The Parijatha tree is flowering now and every morning we see the flowers on the ground. they look so fresh.

Last week we distributed some more small jackfruits to our friends. My friend gave me drumsticks from her garden. I made a curry. I cooked the drumstick with salt and little jaggery. In the mixer I ground fresh coconut, cumin seeds and green chillies to a paste. Added this to the cooked drumsticks with water and boiled it. Then seasoned it with red chillies and mustard. We call it ‘jeerige bendhi’ in Kannada. Amma is very allergic to them. So I made them when my brother and Shaila were here. Another neighbour gave us wild mangoes. We made rasam.

Today morning Kuvara went to Maikuri, he will come tomorrow morning. Today morning I took amma to the Yoga department of Kasturba medical college. I had earlier talked to Dr Annapurna if Yoga would be of help to amma. She said yes. The staff from their department go regularly to the Cancer hospital here to teach Yoga asanas to the patients there. It has helped them a lot. Amma is learning how to do pranayamas. We have to go for ten days in the morning. Then she can do at home. Doddamma , I learnt yogasanas in the Yoga department in 2015 and I am doing them every morning.
Today evening we went to the grounds of the Syndicate Institute of Bank management for our evening walk. Amma walked one round and rested in one of the seats. Aravinda and I walked two more rounds. Many people come here. It is a very peaceful place and amma likes to talk to my friend about whom I had written to you earlier.


SIBM (4)

(mango flowers blooming again)


We are all fine here.
With love,

Weaver ant – Wikipedia
Weaver ants or green ants (genus Oecophylla) are eusocial insects of the family Formicidae (order Hymenoptera). Weaver ants live in trees (they are obligately arboreal) and are known for their unique nest building behaviour where workers construct nests by weaving together leaves using larval silk. Colonies can be extremely large consisting of more than a hundred nests spanning numerous trees

Pranayama – Wikipedia
Prāṇāyāma (Sanskrit: प्राणायाम prāṇāyāma) is a Sanskrit word alternatively translated as “extension of the prāṇa (breath or life force)” or “breath control.”

Nyctanthes arbor-tristis – Wikipedia
Nyctanthes arbor-tristis, the night-flowering jasmine or parijat, is a species of Nyctanthes native to South Asia and Southeast Asia. Nyctanthes arbor-tristis is a shrub or a small tree growing to 10 m (33 ft) tall, with flaky grey bark

Letter from Home-17 (Slice of Life)


By Lakshmi Bhat

I am a person who believes there is not enough darkness in the world to extinguish the light of a small candle. We live in a small place in South India. I love reading, blogging, stitching, traveling, photography, listening to people and many other things which make life so very nice and interesting. Blogging is a fun experience, it has brought me into contact with people in different parts of the world and it is good to read about their everyday life. In spite of the differences there is a sameness which is fascinating. I have learnt and am learning something everyday. I have learnt to write haikus. I enjoy combining the thought and the number of syllables. I have always read books and I was happy to write short fiction. I had thought I would not be able to do so. Stream of Consciousness and photo challenges are fun too. Yes, there is so much in life that is sad and that hurts us. Many a time I wonder why life is so unfair to so many. We all have problems in life but the problems of many seems unbearable. This makes me feel so helpless. It is not possible to help everyone but we can do our bit, we can do something to help some in whatever way we can. Due to the pandemic I could not go to the Home for the mentally challenged for two years. I had been going there since 2011. I have started going again. I was happy that some members remembered me :) All of them are an important part of my life. There have been many challenges in life and we have faced them with a positive approach. Our grandson and granddaughter have made our lives richer.


    1. Yes San, she is very happy with her doctor. She has responded very well. Her doctor told her that she has recovered so well because she is always smiling 🙂


  1. I had to smile when I read about the thunder storms and there not being many dark clouds. Kathy and I always joke that it is the white clouds that you have to watch out for in a storm. They are the ones that can’t seem to hold their water. I do enjoy these glimpses into your life.

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  2. Your post about your daily life is so rich in details. I have loved reading novels about India and watching movies that take place in India for almost my entire reading life. I am charmed by words such as pranayama and amma. Your language is so soft sounding. Your life sounds rich in its daily rhythms and activities.

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    1. Thank you Barbara. My Doddamma ( father’s elder brother’s wife) likes my mails. She cannot hear properly so I write to her and I also talk to her once a week.


  3. How wonderful that you are corresponding regularly with your Doddamma. What a gift for both of you and for us as well! I love reading all the details about your daily life and having a window into your world. The photos are great, too!

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