Everyday Moments (#SOL-2020

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 89 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. Since last week I am sending my letters by e mail to my cousin’s wife. She is reading them to my Doddamma. I write to her a little more about our grandchildren😊


Today evening after 2 ½ months my two neighbours, Rekha and Mrs Juliet and I sat together in Mrs Juliet’s verandah and talked for half an hour, wearing masks 😊. We had a nice chat and our main topic of conversation was corona and how it is affecting the world. And, sadly, we felt human beings will not change. It is a sad reflection. The South west monsoon has set and we have been getting rains mainly at night. Last two days were sunny but the not hot. We don’t have to water the plants. Our neighbour gave us some plant clippings and we have planted them. 

We had some plumbing and electrical problems and our plumber/electrician came today to fix the problems. He told us that most people who had come from other parts of our state to work here have gone back to their home towns and villages. The plight of blue collar workers was terrible during the lock down. Our cities and their infrastructure thrive on their work and with no work most of them have gone back to their villages. They really suffered and I keep wondering how they are managing. They have been labelled as migrant workers but I don’t feel that is correct. How can they be migrant workers when they have lived all their lives in those cities?

Last week my husband went for his yearly medical check up and fortunately everything is fine. That brought to mind an article I was reading in the paper about a devastated hilly region a few years ago, is now green and beautiful. Uncontrolled mining had led to the devastation. Under the leadership of the district collector, people of that region planted thousands of saplings. It was also nice to read about an old lady, Venkatamma, who is the lifeline birds and other animals everyday. Her family supports her whole heartedly. People everywhere are doing their bit and this gives us hope for the future.

 Last week I made rasam masala , this recipe was given by doddamma to my mother and she gave it to me. We get masala powder in the market but I prefer to make at home.

We enjoy our evening walks. We wear our masks though we do not meet many people. We have to take care of ourselves. The number of cases are increasing in our place and in the country. God only knows when and how this is going to end.



It is change, continuing change, inevitable change, that is the dominant factor in society today. No sensible decision can be made any longer without taking into account not only the world as it is, but the world as it will be.

                                                                        Isaac Asimov


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. We have finally moved into what our Governor calls the yellow phase of reopeninb. Outside dining is allowed but not inside. I am looking forward to the day when Kathy and I can get together with friends and just share a meal and conversation. Glad to hear your husband had a good check up.

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  2. As usual, I enjoy a glimpse into your world and thinking. I especially appreciate , here, your thoughts on the “migrant” workers who have been suffering so much. Their suffering is away from our sight, so we must keep them in our minds and not forget about them. thank you for this reminder.

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  3. The stories I have seen about blue collar workers there are very sad. I hadn’t thought of whether or not “migrant worker” is appropriate or not but you make a good point. If they’ve always lived there aren’t they residents? And in that case, calling them “migrant workers” is really unnecessary and serves only to create an “us vs. them” idea. WE live here but those folks are outsiders. That gets really scary in times of crisis and scarcity. I am happy to see the stories from around India where people have gone out on their own to help them where they can.

    Your mention of rasam powder has me craving South Indian food. I enjoy it a lot but can’t make most of it. Idli, dosa, and rasam are beyond me. I can make sambar and have made my own masala for that as well. But I’m really looking forward to when I can go somewhere and have real South Indian food again. I can almost taste the rasam vada I am currently dreaming of.

    Stay safe everyone.

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    1. In and around Udupi there have always been people from other parts of Karnataka. They came here in search of work. One person who came to our place to work in the garden was quite bitter about the fact that people here always call them Bijapuris. Though they love here and also have a house here. Bijapur is in north Karnataka.

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      1. I love that people from outside our area (hey, I’m even included in that) have come to settle here. It makes things more interesting. Here, the philosophy our country has is to describe ourselves as a cultural mosaic. Everyone retains their cultural identity but are all Canadian also – thus, culturally speaking we’re a beautiful pattern of all different people together as one. Maybe I’m idealist but I feel like it really is like that. I don’t feel like everyone needs to become all alike to be a part of Canada or Toronto, but I also feel like those who have come from elsewhere belong just as much. Of course that could also be informed a bit by the fact that I, also, am an immigrant.

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  4. I love your stories about Indian spices and food. I have a lime tree and it has many unripe limes on it and I don’t know what to do with them. And I can’t post them to you because the planes aren’t flying.


  5. Our governement has eased on the lockdown, too even though cases are still increasing because of the economy. Anyway, we cannot lock down indefinitely especially people in the depressed areas who have very small living quarters. And people need to have their jobs back.


    1. I use a steel glass as a measure. You can use a cup.
      Cumin seeds – 1 glass
      Coriander seeds- 1 1/2 glass
      Fenugreek seeds – 1/4 glass
      Black pepper less than 1/4 glass
      Red chillies 1 1/2 glass
      Earlier I used to roast them separately . But now I roast them together. We add asafoetida. We get paste and powder too. 1/4 teaspoon if you have powder.
      Powder in mixer together.


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