(I believe that the moments in each day make our life what it is. Of course, the unexpected always happens and whatever preparations we make, Life surprises us. Many a time, we think that nothing happens in our life, but things do happen. I started writing to my Doddamma, my father’s elder brother’s wife in October 2017. She is 88 and is not able to hear properly. I post my letter to her every Tuesday. Both of us enjoy the letters. These letters have made it possible for me to appreciate the ordinary moments of life. I edit the letters and post them as Slice of Life every Tuesday.)
Yesterday morning we went to our village to spend the day with my father-in-law and brother-in-law. The couple who lived with them to cook and help in other ways have left. Now we have to search for someone else. My brother-in-law has learnt to cook and they are somehow managing. We had breakfast in a small hotel on the way. My father-in-law is fine but he is not able to recognize people. He will be 94 soon. We slow down so much as we grow older. I cooked lunch. My father-in-law’s sister’s sons came to give the invitation card of their sons’ wedding and seek the blessings of their uncle. My husband along with his brother, father and my mother went to his maternal uncles’ home. It was a nice change for my father-in-law.
Before returning my husband and his brother plucked wild mangoes which is called ‘sakkare maavinahannu’. It means sugar mangoes. They are very sweet. We cannot slice wild mangoes, we have to suck them. Some wild mangoes are sweet and sour, we make rasam and other dishes with them. We started back at 3.30 and reached home at 6.
We are facing water shortage for the first time since shifting to our home in 2005. We were supplied water on the 10th afternoon after almost a week. The water reservoir had dried up. Desilting had not been undertaken for a long time. Last year we had very heavy rains for three months and the rains stopped in September. Usually we get rains till November. The corporation should have rationed water supply from January. We have an underground sump and an overhead tank and water had become less so on the 9th we bought water in a tanker. The main topic of conversation these days is water.
On the 10th we attended the Upanayana (thread ceremony) of a little boy. His parents are my husband’s students. He was a professor in the dental college of our university. He retired in 2017.
On the 5th my husband went to stay with his father in the village. He goes by bus when he goes alone. He has to change buses twice. About thirty years ago we had to change buses four times. 😊 In those days we used to go by bus. It seems so long ago. Life has changed so much, places and people too.
Last week, our son twisted his foot. He was not able to walk much. He is better now. Today we went to the park in the training college of Syndicate bank. My mother enjoyed walking with her friend. A few days ago we went to the park near the temple. She met her other friend there and caught up with all that has happened. She enjoys talking to people and talking in our language, Kannada.
Today afternoon I went to Asare, Home for the mentally challenged. Last week I could go only once. My husband and I leave together, he goes to the medical library to read the latest dental journals. He prefers to read the hard-copy. I too love to hold a book but I am fine with Kindle too. 😊 We return home together.
( Early morning )
“As the years pass, I am coming more and more to understand that it is the common, everyday blessings of our common everyday lives for which we should be particularly grateful. They are the things that fill our lives with comfort and our hearts with gladness.”
Laura Ingalls Wilder,
How to make mango rasam – Veg recipes of Karnataka
Ripe Wild Mangoes Rasam – betterbutter.in
Upanayana – Wikipedia