Song of the Road

#SoCS Nov. 9/19

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “ght.” Find a word that contains the letters “ght” in that order, and use it any way you’d like. Bonus points if you use three or more different words containing those letters. Have fun!

Our University has been hosting a Literary festival since 2017. It is called m.i.l.a.p, Manipal International Literature and Arts Platform. This year the focus is on creative expressions in the digital world. Today was the first day. There were three sessions, all thoughtful and thought provoking.

The third session was a performance called Cosmic Splash. It was visual arts in virtual space. The artist was Vinay Hegde. He is 3D designer, sculptor and performing artist. The art performance was delight to watch. I have never seen anything liked this before.

Tomorrow will be another wonderful day.



reflections Song of the Road

Twittering Tales #161 – 5 November 2019


(Photo by Michael Gaida @

The emptiness in his life troubled him.
He was always searching. He knew something special was waiting for him.
That morning the abandoned theatre had pulled him. There was chaos everywhere. But the light streaming down filled him with light. His search was over.
He exulted in joy.

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Twittering tales

Life Song of the Road

Sunday Trees -416


“The creation of a thousand forests is in one acorn”
― Ralph Waldo Emerson

Song of the Road

Flower of the Day (FOTD) Challenge


The ‘mandara’ flower in our garden.


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Life reflections

Everyday Moments (# SOL – 2019)


My weekly Slice of Life are my letters to my Doddamma. She is my father’s elder brother’s wife. Doddamma literally means ‘elder mother’. She is 88 years old. She cannot hear properly if I telephone to talk to her. So, I have been writing letters to her since October 2017. I enjoy writing letters and she is happy to read them. They are only about the everyday moments in my life. I post my letters to her every week.

The rains have finally stopped in this part of the country but we are still reading about heavy rains elsewhere. The weather is pleasant now. Last week we went walking to the lake side. The rains due to the cyclone Kyarr has once again increased the level of the water. We are lucky not to have suffered as people elsewhere are. How will they start their life all over again? It is difficult to even imagine.


My sister-in-law and mother came here on the 2nd afternoon. My mother will be here till second week of February.
Yesterday we attended the wedding of my husband’s cousin’s son. Another cousin and his wife came with us. It was nice meeting other cousins and families. It is not possible to visit relatives and weddings are good occasions to meet them.


This is the time when Bulbuls are busy building their nests. Some of them have been exploring inside our house for a safe place😊. We have to discourage them because we close the windows in the evening. They bring in a lot of dry leaves and twigs and I feel sad for all the wasted effort. So, I have kept the windows closed. Today they have not come. They must have found a better place. It is a pleasure to see birds fly from branches to branches and from flowers to flowers.


When I meet people from different parts of our country, I realize that there is so much that I don’t know . On our way to Endpoint, when we go for our evening walk we meet a couple and their two small grandsons. They live with their son and daughter-in-law when the grandchildren were born. The couple are very friendly and always greet and talk to people they meet. They are from the state of Bihar. The lady told me that they are going home for Deepawali and Chhath festival. I had never heard about it and she told me they worship the Sun God. Later I read about it. It was very interesting.
We learn something new every day.
Posted my letter to Doddamma today. My mother wrote to her too. There is a very strong bond of love and respect between the two.


Song of the Road

#SoCS Nov. 2/19


Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “nuts.” Use it any way you’d like. Enjoy!

The word ‘nuts’ immediately brought to mind ‘coconuts’, ‘arecanuts’ and ‘cashewnuts’. These are grown widely in my part of the country, coastal south-west Karnataka.
We belong to the Havyaka Brahmin community. People of my community were and are agriculturists. Though now most of the younger generation have gone into many other professions. The Havyakas have been growing these three nuts for generations. I had once asked my father-in-law how this had happened. He said that is how it has been from long back. They cultivated paddy and grew vegetables and fruits. But these three nuts have been the backbone of their life.

Coconut and arecanut trees are tall trees and plucking the nuts is specialised work. Not everyone can climb these trees. They are like tall poles with no branches at all. Coconuts and areca nuts are used in our religious functions too. We use coconuts in our daily food. And coconut oil too.

The cashew nut is very tasty. The cashew fruit is very pungent and usually people prefer not to eat too much of it. It irritates the throat . So, we eat it with a little salt. It is used to make ‘feni’, an alcoholic drink. Feni is prepared in the neighbouring state, Goa. The kernel is removed from in different ways. I am not very sure how it done in the cashew factories. In our village, the nuts are roasted on fire and when they cool, they are cut open to removed the kernel . These are very tasty. But if one is not an expert the nuts burn. I have heard about cashew oil but I have not used it.

Cashew nuts, in the initial stages.


Areca nuts




Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #277 River&Path

Path of the river
With mighty waters flowing
Now deserted bed.


Some months ago I read a book about the river Saraswati.  This prompt reminded me of her.