Letter from Home -8 (#SOL 2019)


Dear Doddamma,
We are all fine here. I was happy to talk to you the other and glad that you and amma are enjoying each other’s company.
When our grandchildren were her my husband had made our grandson plant rose plants. He loved watering them. Now they have started flowering. We sent photos of the flowers to Advaith. He was very pleased. He asked about the pineapple plant, we told him it will take more time to get a fruit in it.


Last week, one evening, Aravinda (our son) did not have to take German class. He teaches German certificate course in his college. That evening we went to the temple of Goddess Mahishamardini (Goddess Durga). This temple is not very far from our home. We like going to the temple and we always attend the evening puja which is performed at 7.30. The peaceful and quiet atmosphere of the temple is soothing to the mind.

Doddamma, the sloping land behind our house has been levelled. We heard the builders are going to build a ten storied apartment complex. So, every day the mud is being transported in lorries to some other place. This will go on for quite some time now. There is so much of dust, it is quite unbearable, but we have to bear it. Our backyard touches that ground. So, this year when the rains start we are planning to plant some saplings of some trees. We hope it will be screen for us. In our place the leaves of all the plants in the front of the houses have become so brown. It seems as if it is difficult for them to breathe. We have to wait for the rains to see green leaves again. It is very sad.


This is the time when bulbuls all around are busy building nests. And one couple are trying to build one on the tubelight in our enclosed sit-out. They keep getting dry twigs and leaves which they try to insert between the bulb and the holder. The leaves and twigs keep falling. This has been going on for more than a week and they are still trying. We have tried to prevent them from building there but they are still trying. I hope it will not be too late for them to build another nest.


Yesterday morning I was in the kitchen when I saw a sunbird feeding from the hibiscus flower. I was able to take some photos and even a video. I will send them on WhatsApp to my cousin. She will show them to you.


On the 16th Aravind’s department conducted a workshop about literature in a post graduate college not very far from our place. He had to give a lecture. There were other guest lecturers too. He liked the experience. The same evening he attended a lecture on Urdu literature. It was organized by one of his friends in his house. It seems many had attended.
We are going for our evening walks regularly. Yesterday, before returning home we went to our local library. I read some magazines. This library called Nehru memorial library was started more than forty years ago. It was renovated two years ago and there is a collection of books in different languages. There is a children’s section too. I became a life member long back. It is a nice place.

Today morning my husband has gone to Maikuri to see his father and brother, He will return tomorrow evening.
It is now 10.45 in the morning. Aravinda has gone to college.
With lots of love,
[My letters to my Doddamma, my father’s elder brother’s wife, have made letter writing a part of my life again. She lives in Mumbai with her son and family. Both of us enjoy the letters. Doddamma literally means elder mother. She is my favourite relative. She is 88. She cannot go out and is not able to hear well. So, I started writing to her in November 2017. Earlier I used to send a mail to her daughter-in-law, she used to read it to her. My cousin’s wife told me Doddamma enjoys the feel of letters and re-reads them often. I edit the letters and post them in Slice of Life hosted by Two Teachers. I enjoy SOL. We, bloggers live in different parts of the world. Our lives are so different but there is sameness which is fascinating. The different posts and photos bring the world to my home. Thank you dear friends. 😊] 

Letter from Home -8 (#SOL 2019)

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. Twice a week I used to go to a home for the mentally challenged . But I have not gone there since March 2020. I will start going there again but I do not know when. 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.


  1. I so enjoyed reading your letter. It is such a lost art. Yours was newsy but shed some insights on your lifestyle and your views of nature. The photos were wonderful. I hope we share some wonderful exchanges in the months to come. Where is your home? (I wrote poetry today.)

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  2. Sadly, greedy people who can see money to be made don’t care at all what inconveniences other people have to face because of them….dust, trees going brown and so on. They should be made to pay out compensation for upsetting their neighbours.

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  3. I’m always so happy to see these entries. Sometimes, I think, I have a tendency to write about things that seem unusual to me and overlook the daily beauty. But from outside, where our life is so different, it is lovely to see how you are living your life and how it’s the same but different.

    What a change to be having a 10 story tower built in your back yard. May it be done quickly and without much disruption and hopefully once it is up it doesn’t change the character of where you are too much. It sounds lovely where you are.


  4. It is always exciting to see something that we have planted take hold and bloom. It is sad when land is leveled in the name of progress. Around here I always feel sorry for the deer and other animals that make their home in the now leveled woods.

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  5. I enjoyed reading your descriptions of your small noticings — flowers and birds. These are the beauty of life that cannot be bought. I think the planting of trees is a very good idea to preserve the sanctuary of your yard.

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  6. I am sad to read again about that development. I am happy that it doesn’t seem to have affected the nest building for the birds. What is puja? I looked for your glossary but this post didn’t have one.


    1. In a temple Puja is the prayer offered by the priests to the deity. In our temples prayers are offered to the deity in the morning , afternoon and late evening. In our homes too most people have a small Puja room where they keep the idols. If there is not enough space, people make place on a shelf in the kitchen or they get a small wooden platform. I light a lamp in our Puja room at dusk. Puja is both noun and verb.

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