Categories
Life Song of the Road

Letter from Home-27 (Slice of Life)

‘Slice of Life’ has reaffirmed my belief that everyday moments are precious moments. They make us what we are. I have been posting my letters to my father’s elder brother’s wife, I call her Doddamma. It literally means elder mother. I mailed my letters to my cousin’s wife. She used to read it to her. The other day she told me that doddamma enjoyed hand-written letters. She reads and re-reads them. So, I have once again started writing letters on paper and posting them to her. I edit and share what I have written to her in ‘Slice of life’. I like reading the different slices of life. We live in different places of the world but there is a sameness in our everyday lives. It is fascinating and that sameness connects us.

slice-of-life_individual

9-10-18
Dear Doddamma,
Whole of last week we have been getting rains every afternoon. There was thunder and lightning too. I had kept the umbrellas inside believing that the rains had stopped for this year! On the 1st we went to Manipal lake after dropping Aravinda at his college. The water level has gone down. It was cloudy and there was greyness everywhere. But there was good breeze. We enjoyed the walk and met some friends too.

20181006_175958
2nd October was Gandhi Jayanti and a national holiday. I made idli, sambhar and chutney for breakfast. After breakfast I was busy  with ‘after the monsoon’ cleaning . I changed the curtains of the ‘mukha mantapa’ (enclosed verandah in the front). Every year I change before the rains and then after the rains.

20181002_164422My friend, a teacher in Asare, (Home for the mentally challenged) where I go three times a week sent me photos of Gandhi Jayanti celebrations there.

gj

On the 2nd evening we went to Endpoint for a walk. When amma was here, amma and I would walk only till the football ground on the way to Endpoint. I made chutney powder using ‘gaandhari menasu’ ( bird’s eye chilli), fenugreek leaves, coriander leaves and three types of dals. It has become very spicy.
On the 3rd morning Kuvara (my husband) went to Maikuri (where my father-in-law and brother-in-law live) to be with his father and brother. We will go again on 7th. He returned on 4th evening. Mava is fine. His sister’s children had come to see him. He was happy to see them. They too were happy because he could connect with them. He is 93, many a times he is not able to recognize people who visit.
In our garden we have ten coconut trees. They had been planted in 1975 by the previous owner of the land. Twice a year we hire workers to loosen the mud around the roots of the trees. We put manure, salt and neem leaves fertilizers. The mud and leaves are put over them. Coconut trees have very small roots too. Loosening the mud makes it possible for them to breathe better.

20181004_093927

The rains have not completely stopped, so they get water too now. Many of the labourers come from the northern part of our state. They say there are more employment opportunities here. Earlier we had got the coconuts plucked. We have got the husk removed and this week we will sell it.
On Sunday morning we went to Maikuri to see mava. He very rarely goes away from home. It is too tiring for him, but he wants to go out. Last time we had gone to his cousin’s house. This time went to Shri Udaneshwara temple (Lord Shiva) not far from home. It is set in serene surroundings and mava has been going there since his childhood. Every village has its main temple, ‘grama devasthana’ (village temple)

Perdala temple

He was happy to go there. We left after lunch and were back home by 5.30.
I hope you have received my letter doddamma.
We are fine here.
With lots of love,
Lakshmi
Bird’s eye chili – Wikipedia
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bird’s_eye_chili
Sri Udaneshwara Temple, Perdala | Official Website of Sri …
perdalatemple.com
Gandhi Jayanti – Wikipedia
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gandhi_Jayanti

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. I am doing something in my own way. Twice a week I go to a home for the mentally challenged . This has enriched my life.
There have been many challenges in life and we have faced them with a positive approach. Our grandson and granddaughter have made life so much more richer.

10 replies on “Letter from Home-27 (Slice of Life)”

Thank you Sir. My doddamma is my father-in-law’s cousin. When I write about him, she keeps thinking about her childhood. Earlier she used to tell me about them, but now she is finding it very difficult to talk on the phone, she cannot hear properly.

Like

These entries are some of my favourite things to read online. Thanks for sharing them. On one side they show how different our lives are, but magically, at the same time, it shows how similar we are, being motivated by the same things: preparing food, maintaining our household, taking care of and connecting with family. The breakfasts you and I typically prepare may be different but the same familial love motivates us as we prepare them.

Of course I probably *would* prepare the same breakfast as you if I could. For me, making even sambar, let alone with idli and chutney also, seems like a big project. So much of that, though, is about routine and experience. The things we’re most familiar with seem easier. (But your breakfast sounds tastier – that chutney sounds especially delicious! मेरे मुंह में पानी आ रहा है!

Liked by 1 person

It is the everyday things in life that keep us going. It is the familiar constant that keeps us same w Jen things tend to get too hectic. I enjoy reading about your daily routines and the excursions you take. I learned something about coconut tree roots that I didn’t know.

Liked by 1 person

Thank you Arjeha. Doing the everyday things give us some security, we may feel bored with the routine some time or the other but when I read about the lives of so many all over the world who live from day to day, I am grateful for our daily routine.

Liked by 1 person

Comments are closed.