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DEAR FRIENDS,

WE WISH YOU ALL A VERY HAPPY NEW YEAR.

BEING A PART OF WORDPRESS IS ONE OF THE BEST PARTS OF MY LIFE. I AM COMING INTO CONTACT WITH WONDERFUL PEOPLE FROM DIFFERENT PARTS OF THE WORLD. I AM LEARNING SOMETHING EVERY DAY AND IT IS REWARDING IN EVERY WAY.

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WITH BEST WISHES,

LAKSHMI BHAT

‘ Not by appointment do we meet delight Or joy; they heed not our expectancy; But round some corner of the streets of life they of a sudden greet us with a smile.’
Gerald Massey

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Everyday Moments ( #SOL- 2019)

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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.

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( this was in December 2017 in my daughter’s home in Germany.)

We wish all my friends in WordPress a very Happy Christmas and a wonderful new year.

Last week, one night, my niece called by WhatsApp video call from Bombay. She was in my Doddamma’s house. We talked to my doddamma. She said she was very happy to read our letters. She was feeling sorry that she could not reply and told me she waits for our letters. I told her I would definitely write to her every week. She and my mother are very close. In November 2017, my mother had been diagnosed Lymphoma. She is fine now but she has lost a lot of weight. She was never thin 😊. Doddamma was worried to see her thin and asked us to look after her well. She was feeling very concerned. In my letter to her I wrote all that my mother was doing to keep herself fit.

Last week we enjoyed the company of my younger brother and family. They live in Australia and come for a vacation every year. We enjoyed our evening walks. My nephews enjoyed the dosas and chutney I prepared for breakfast. They liked the sambhar and rasam and puliyogare. I told them it was a pleasure to cook for them as they enjoyed the food 😊.

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(my mother and younger brother)

There was unrest not far from our place due to a Citizenship Amendment Act. There was curfew and data connection was suspended. This was the first time it was happening so close home. On the 20th my brother and family were going to the airport and they had to go on the inner roads to reach the airport. Fortunately, they had left early. It is scary when such things happen.

Yesterday, my cousin, her husband and daughter came for lunch. They had come to visit some of their close relatives. My cousin’s husband is not too well. He is eighty and wanted to see his close relatives. We enjoyed their visit.
Life goes on and we change and so many changes happen. Wonder what the future holds for us. We just have to take life as it comes.

Life is inherently risky. There is only one big risk you should avoid at all costs, and that is the risk of doing nothing.
Denis Waitley
https://hebbarskitchen.com/puliyogare-gojju-recipe-tamarind-rice/
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Citizenship_(Amendment)_Act,_2019

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#SoCS Dec. 21/19

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Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “ingle.” Find a word that contains “ingle” and use it any way you’d like in your post. Have fun!

I am a member of a Facebook group called Senior Reading Raccoons. It is a group of book lovers. I got to know about many authors and their books in this group. I am now reading This could change everything by Jill Mansell. I am enjoying the book very much. One of the characters tells another character about several incidents in a single day which changed his life forever. That day was the turning point in his life.

That reminded me of the memoirs of my paternal grandfather. He lived from 1893 to 1980. He lived in a small village with his parents, uncles and their families. He went to primary school in his village. The nearest town was far away and he could not go to the high school there. He worked on the farm.

Due to certain circumstances his father had to move to that town in search of work. At the age of 17 my grandfather joined first form. He was much older than his classmates. He writes that moving to the town and joining high school was the turning point in his life. He continued his studies and completed BA Honours. He became a teacher and went on to become the Head Master of the Municipal High School in a place called Hospet, far from his home town. He lived there till he retired. He was loved and respected by his students and staff. He gave his children good education. His legacy continues.

I believe there is a turning point in each person’s life.

It is really fascinating how a few lines in a book bring back precious memories. Stream of consciousness is helping me to express my feelings. Thank you Linda.

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(This photo was taken in 1940. My grandparents with my father in the middle. The two girls are my father’s elder sisters. The young man with glasses is my father’s elder brother.)

 

 

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Everyday Moments ( #SOL-2019)

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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.

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My brother-in-law called yesterday evening to say that my father-in-law had not eaten anything the whole day and had also been sleeping the whole time. He was worried. My husband went to be with his father. Later my brother-in-law called to say that he had woken up and had eaten food. My husband will return tomorrow morning. Actually, he had been to our village to attend the death anniversary function of his father’s elder brother in his ancestral house.

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( the ancestral home, photo taken in the 1950s)

We are enjoying the company of my younger brother and family. They live in Australia and have come for their yearly vacation. I am cooking our traditional food for our nephews and they are enjoying them. Yesterday I made groundnut copra chutney powder. It is very tasty. We all like it. I make fresh coconut chutney for breakfast but it is nice to have a dry chutney too. We get them in the market but I like to make them at home. We have started getting oranges. We like rasam made with orange peel. I also make orange peel flavoured chutney powder.

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We all love books so there is a lot to talk. They are leaving for Hyderabad on the 20th. My elder brother lives there. We are enjoying our evening walks. My mother was happy to introduce my brother to her walking friend.

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Last week I went to Asare. I was cutting the organdie material for making petals for the roses. This material is bought form a wholesale market in Bangalore. The material has to be a little stiff for the petals to look nice. While leaving I told them I would come on the 21st as my brother and family will be with us.
2019 is coming to an end. Lot of unrest is happening in the political front. I wonder what the coming year will be like.

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“Hope smiles from the threshold of the year to come,
Whispering ‘it will be happier’…”
― Alfred Lord Tennyson

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#SoCS Dec. 14/19

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Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “loud.” Find any word that means “loud,” and use it any way you’d like in your post. Enjoy!

This prompt reminded me of our granddaughter. Our daughter and family live in Germany. They had come for a vacation in August. Kavya, our granddaughter is two years. This time she got to know us very well.
I talk with my daughter every day through WhatsApp video call. We talk with our grandchildren too. I usually make the call. When Kavya sees only me she starts asking for ‘ajja’ . Ajja means grandfather. Then she calls out ‘ maama’. Maama means uncle.  Then she says ‘pijji ‘ which means great grandmother.  She starts in a soft voice and the volume increases as she calls every one. After talking for some time we say goodbye and then she says ‘bye bye see you’ in a loud voice, not once, but many times😊. It makes our day . We think that whatever our grandchildren do is wonderful 😊

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Flower of the Day (FOTD) Challenge

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Flowers of wild brinjal. They are green in colour like very small tomatoes. We make rasam with them. In Kannada they are called ‘ Kudane ‘.

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Everyday Moments (#SOL – 2019)

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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.

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Yesterday we went to our village to attend my husband’s cousin’s daughter’s wedding. According to our custom, there are two functions relating to a wedding. The first day is hosted by the bride’s family and the second day by the bridegroom’s family. On the second day the bride enters her new home for the first time. We attended the function on the second day because it was in our village. We left at seven and reached home at 9.30. My husband and his brother went to the hall of the temple where the function was taking place. My mother and I stayed with my father-in-law. He finds it difficult to connect with others and feels tired in a new place. At 11.30 they came back, my husband, mother and I went to the wedding hall. We returned after lunch. We started back at 3 and reached home at 5.45. These days we meet our relatives at functions though WhatsApp helps us to be in some contact with our relatives 😊.

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Last weekend my brother and sister-in-law were in Bombay with my Doddamma and family. She told them she really enjoyed our letters. My brother rand to tell me that and I was feeling very happy. Doddamma is my favourite person and writing to her every week is my way of showing my love to her. Today morning I wrote my letter to her. I also wrote to her about my blogger friend, Todd Tyrtle.

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I had bought three salwar kameez materials. I have too stitch one pyjama. I enjoy stitching and while stitching I listen to lectures on our epics and puranas. They are so fascinating. At present I am listening to Vamana purana. I love to read but my son used to tell me I should also listen. These days we can listen to so many topics. My son’s teacher told me about the lectures by the great Sanskrit scholar, Shri Govinda Acharya. I am enjoying and learning so much and I am happy YouTube has most of his lectures.
The internet has changed our lives so much. It is difficult to imagine life without it 😊.

I had written about a young girl who was raped and killed. Last week, early one morning the four accused were killed in a ‘police encounter’. There were discussions on all social platforms for and against the killings. Many were happy the accused had been killed and others accused the police of being cowards. But since yesterday there has been no mention in the papers.

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We are going for our evening walks and I am going to Asare. Life is going on as usual and thank God it is 😊

Finished reading a very nice book, Summer of ’69 by Elin Hilderbrand. It is about a family and what happens in their lives in the summer of 1969. Fifty years !! and life has not changed all that much.

“I have found that if you love life, life will love you back. “
Arthur Rubinstein

(Polish American virtuoso pianist regarded by many as the 20th century’s foremost interpreter of the repertoire.)

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vamana_Purana

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#SoCS Dec. 7/19

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

Some books remain a part of our lives. In the earlier days, I used to get books from the library and a loved book became a precious memory. It was not possible to buy books. So libraries were and are a very nice part of life. I have re-read many books many, many times over the years and have never got bored with the story. One such book is The Keys of the Kingdom by A J Cronin. I loved that book. Actually I liked all books by this author and it has been quite some time since I have read his books. This prompt immediately brought this book to mind. I have not read it in recent years but I think I will read it again one of these days. It is the story of Father Francis Chisholm.

From books I come to another important thing in our lives- keys. Keys to the front door of our homes. A few years ago we returned home one evening after being away for three days. I had the keys to the front door in my hand. This is the grill door of our verandah. I was shocked to see that there was no lock. I was feeling uneasy. We walked in and to our horror saw that the lock of the wooden door had been cut very neatly. Robbers in our house !! Oh my god. We went to our room and saw two cupboards had been emptied, the fridge was open and upstairs one cupboard had been emptied. But nothing was taken because there was nothing to take. But we were feeling so bad because someone unknown to us had entered our house in our absence. Hopefully no one will enter our house in such a way again. And we will always be able to use the keys to our house without hesitation 😊.

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Tarot cards (Sunday Photo fiction)

Piya and Tara gazed at the beautiful tent of the tarot card reader. The girls did not really believe in all this. At the same time there was something fascinating and romantic about tarot reading. They had read about it in novels. They stood a little away from the tent watching people going in and coming out with a look of satisfaction on their faces. They too walked in.

They had been expecting someone very exotic but were disappointed to see a very ordinary looking old lady. She smiled and asked them to sit down. She took out the tarot cards and laid them one by one on the table. The cards had beautiful drawings on them. The old lady started speaking and what she said thrilled the girls. What they had believed to be their secrets were not really secrets. The cards seemed to know their innermost feelings, their hopes and fears. This scared them and made them uneasy. They did not want to know about the future. Life would become very dull then.

The lady seemed to understand their feelings. She said good bye to them as they paid and walked out.
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( Photo Credit : Wendy Van Hove)

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Everyday Moments ( #SOL- 2019)

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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.

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We are experiencing very cloudy days since the 1st morning. It has also been raining, not heavily but it is raining. Last year there had been no rains after September till July. The weather has been very strange this year. Sunday evening we wanted to go to the beach but it was raining. The Arabian sea is about 10kms from home. We did not go there during the monsoon season. I have always liked to look at the waves and the different moods of the sea.

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My husband went to our village today morning to spend a day with his father. He goes by bus and it takes almost three hours. We go by car when all of us are going together. My father-in-law used to share his memories of those long ago days. Life moved at a very slow pace then and there were very few changes. Then, society and community were more important than individuals. People had to conform to the norms of the society. I have just completed a fascinating book called The Other Face by Na Mogasale in Kannada. I read the English translation. This is the story of the people of our community, Havyaka Brahmins, and covers about 150 years. It tells us so much about the social, religious and political conditions of those times. I could relate so much to the story because I was reminded  of all that my father-in-law had told me.

Yesterday afternoon, I went to Asare. Today is World Disability day and there is a whole day programme in our town today. Six members were practising a dance for today. They enjoy dancing.

Many a time I feel life goes on in parallel levels every day. Here I am writing and somewhere else something else is happening. These thoughts came to mind because a few nights ago a young veterinary doctor was raped by four men and killed and burnt in the neighbouring state. It is really tragic. I kept thinking that I was enjoying a book where elsewhere a girl was being tortured. I know there is nothing we can do about it. But it hurts. I did not write this to my doddamma, she would have read it in the paper. A friend was telling me that rapists should be punished in such a way that they should beg for death to release them. All this is wishful thinking.

I feel that life is very kind to us. Of course, there are problems but they are nothing compared to the problems faced by so many. There is so much suffering in their lives. These thoughts come to mind during our evening walks. Watching the birds or the clouds and the trees and the sun setting calms the mind and the heart.

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“Every sunset brings the promise of a new dawn”
~ Ralph Waldo Emerson

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Havyaka_Brahmin

https://www.thehindu.com/features/friday-review/saga-of-a-community-and-nation/article7329481.ece

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Arabian_Sea