Life Song of the Road

Letter from Home-34 (Slice of Life)


Dear Doddamma,
Today our daughter Gayatri and children went to Bangalore, to her parents-in-laws’ place. Her husband reached Bangalore on the 23rd from Frankfurt. We both went to the airport to see them off. The house feels so empty and silent now. They were here for 18 days. We had a wonderful time together. Four of them will come on the 14th and be with us till the 28th.

Advaith gets up early and his first question when he comes down is ‘where is ajja? (grandfather). On the 18th my husband went to see his father, he came back the next morning. Advaith was very unhappy. He loves the company of his ajja. He enjoyed watering plants and plucking chickoo fruits from our tree.


He also planted two saplings and watered them regularly. Kavya started walking by herself. Initially she could take only two steps. As the days went by she could walk more and more, though she would suddenly flop down. Sitting under the table was fun for her. While we ate she would invariably sit beneath the table and look at us with a smile. We got plenty of exercise walking behind her as climbed up the stairs 😊.


In the first few days she always wanted her mother near her but she started coming with us. Gayatri and Aravinda went shopping and Kavya enjoyed the company of her ajja. We all had a lovely time. My mother enjoyed the company of her great grandchildren. They too had a fun time.

One evening we went to my husband’s cousin’s home. They have a bilimbi tree. We call it ‘beempuli’ in Kannada. The fruits are very sour. We use them instead of tamarind. I have made pickles with them. Advaith loved the taste. Kavya wants to taste all that we taste. She too loved it and Gayatri let her suck the fruit.

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On the 21st evening Aravinda and Kuvara (my husband) went to see a play called ‘Birugaali’, a transformed version The Tempest by Kuvempu. Plays by Shakespeare are always popular. Gayatri made pasta one afternoon, I have not made it till now. We liked it. She also prepared pudina rice and another day tomato rice. They are easy to make. Evenings we went to Endpoint. Amma and I used to sit on the bench by the side of the football ground. Amma finds it tiring to walk till the end. Last month she had to undergo radiation therapy. My brother will come on the 7th to take her back. Her doctor has said she should come for a check-up. I told my brother she should come and enjoy the company of the children. Health problems aside, we were happy to see a rainbow that evening. Rainbows always bring a smile of joy.

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On the 24th Advaith, Gayatri and my husband had a busy time making a kite. But there was no time to bring the thread to fly it. That will be when they come next.

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On Sunday morning I prepared puri bhaji for breakfast. I was frying puris after a long time. We all enjoyed them. Advaith enjoyed them with jaggery syrup. I make the syrup at home. It is very tasty with dosas and idlis. That morning, an old friend visited us. We enjoyed his company.
We are waiting for our grandchildren to come again. I could write lots more about the activites and it would fill pages. So, I will stop here. I will send some videos. My mobile was filled with photos, yesterday I transferred them to my laptop. Of course, memories will always be in our hearts.
With lots of love,

Manilkara zapota – Wikipedia

Averrhoa bilimbi – Wikipedia
Averrhoa bilimbi (commonly known as bilimbi, cucumber tree, or tree sorrel) is a fruit-bearing tree of the genus Averrhoa, family Oxalidaceae. It is a close relative of the carambola tree.

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Puri bhaji – Wikipedia

[‘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. One 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.’]

Letter from Home-32 (Slice of Life)