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.


( 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 😊.


(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

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. Due to the pandemic I could not go to the Home for the mentally challenged for two years. I had been going there since 2011. I have started going again. I was happy that some members remembered me :) All of them are an important part of my life. There have been many challenges in life and we have faced them with a positive approach. Our grandson and granddaughter have made our lives richer.


  1. I would be the first to admit that I now relatively nothing about it, but I do wonder if it would have been better to have India had leave the British Empire as one huge country without dividing up into three different countries all based on religion. There is certainly no greater guarantee of eventual conflict than that.
    And after all, does religion really matter? Judge somebody by what he or she is like as a person, not the name of the god they worship.


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